The gleaming headlight reflecting off the surface of my shining eyes,
The roads seems so empty tonight but roads are cemented with cars,
Everyone has a place to be, people to see, a routine to endure,
But no time for life itself,
Im standing here in the dark, something I'm highly afraid of,
Yet so relaxed to see a second of light shine past me,
The headlight giving me something to strive for,
Of course like everything, it lasts for a second,
Then I'm stood here again waiting for a spark