Asleep at the Wheel

It's four in the morning;
I'm on the road;
It's raining, it's cold,
and I'm all alone.

Peace is at hand, now;
Peace is at home,
forever wrapped up
Deep in your arms.

Miles behind me;
I'm all alone.
I'm cold, cold to the bone.
Asleep at the wheel,
Asleep at the wheel,
Asleep at the wheel,
Now you're gone

Red lights are flashing,
And the traffic moves slow.
I'm up on the shoulder;
They'll never know.

People will crowd you;
People you know;
They'll laugh; they'll always show.
Asleep at the wheel,
Asleep at the wheel,
Asleep at the wheel,
Now you're gone.

Asleep at the wheel,
Now that you're gone;
Asleep at the wheel,
I can't carry on;
Asleep at the wheel,
Now you're gone.

--Tom Hegarty
"Asleep at the Wheel"