Texty: Turin Brakes. The Optimist. The Road.

There's a road with two yellow lines
They go on for years
And the people there smile and wave
It's not like back home

In their doorways
Where the evening sky
Lights up my room
Lights up my room
Lights up my room
Lights up my room

Times are fierce and times are fine
Yeah it goes that way
Down some highway
Down some lonely road
In that old fashioned way

In the garden
On the ceiling
Light up my room
Light up my room
Light up my room
Light up my room

But the darkness
Let's him see here all of the people they never knew
Float into space
Falling through red puddles and places they never seen
Will my soul be angry?
When you die do you feel alright?

In the garden
When the evening sky
Lights up my room
Lights up my room
Lights up my room
Lights up my room

There's a road with two yellow lines
They go on for years
And the people there smile and wave
It's not like back home

In their doorways
Where the evening sky
Lights up my room
Lights up my room
Lights up my room
Lights up my