Highways کے بول

Parked by your eyes Hating your every move Feeling your hands Tasting your food Can you believe that i'm not in the mood? You're so crazy and weak And you're a stranger to me And it's true what they say about highways Can you recall the pavements on holidays? Trying to be a part of your home When somehow you end up feeling alone And your story begins With a tear on the chin And it's true what they say About new ways