From the Albums:* The naked truth* Last blast of the centuryHere comes the nightA veil over the lightIn the distance some shadows of the clouds in the skyIÆve got to get home, to my child, my wifeHere comes the nightIÆm scared to death, got to get me a rideIt looks like the road is swallowing me upGotta hurry home, donÆt dare to look backBlueville is straight aheadAnother 45 miles to goAnother 45 miles before IÆm homeI wish i could pay the sun to runThen I had some more time, with my wife, my sonClouds in the skyGathering for a fightChasing their prey, till it canÆt go on
I mend my pace, æcos my bride is waiting home