Letras:
Clarks Fast Moving Cars

Hey now, the storm is overhead I can't believe the words you said Somehow I missed the point that we were only friends To me it seems that I've been blind

Well, sometimes lady call a sexy Sati When she comes around She dances for me I spend my twenty when I roll through town I think I?m believing There?

or the devil I don't Welcome to my dust and stones goodbye Hell on wheels, free at last When the road is your world there's nothing like going fast

She is sitting all alone but he sent flowers All alone she sits there thinking this is not right She questions all her thoughts at home for hours He offers

They grew up in the shadow of the armory Land of freedom right out their back door Brothers near the middle of the century One of them had to go and fight

Wait a minute, can we stop the car right here Can I take a picture here Can I have a second just to take in all the sights All the southern stars and

rain outside the restaurant I make money but I still feel broke I start drinking and I want a smoke Doing doughnuts in the parking lot Driving fast moving cars

of my mind I won't kiss away the best days of my life Hell on wheels, free at last When the radio fades, you'll know life's moving fast Hell on wheels

I gave my love everything I tied an old glass heart to a ring But she put it on a shelf And I found it didn't help anything I gave my love all the time