Cheryl Wheeler - Driving Home (2002) by Cheryl Wheeler (보컬) on maniadb.com

I was drivin' home by the river side
Richard Thompson on and the day so fine
Pennsylvania towns sort of slip right by
In a soft line south, under purple skies

I was drivin' home through the Sunday bells
Through the trailer towns, through the rolling hills
From behind some cloud the sun still shines
And the streams run down the mountain sides

Slow down, what's the hurry
There's no rush today
There won't be too many
Days like today

I was driving' home on the black top tar
Up and down this road, like a cartoon car
Mason Dixon line slips behind me now
Golden fields go by, golden sun goes down

Slow down, what's the hurry
There's no rush today
There won't be too many
Days like today

Drivin' home, drivin' home

The wind came round and blew this place apart
It's you and me now sitting in the dark
The lights are out and everybody's home
It's you and me and we are both alone

The lines are down, there's just no getting through
You stare at me and I stare back at you
And in the dark I know that I can't see
'Cause here you are and still don't see me

Act of nature, act of God
Raging through our sedentary lives
We are on the brink
We are foundering
Spinning in this dark and rising tide

The storm has blown this great big beauty down
The branches all confusion on the ground
I've watched it grow and thought I knew it well
And I never dreamed I'd see the day it fell

So bolt the door, seal the cracks
Close your eyes, don't look back
Hold your ears tight against the roar
Someone said I should hear
Warning sounds soft and clear
Whispered in the calm before the storm

Act of nature, act of God
Raging through our sedentary lives
We are on the brink
We are foundering
Spinning in this dark and rising tide

The wind came round and blew this place apart....