Robert Plant Big Log
My love is in league
with the freeway
Its passion will ride
as the cities fly by
And the taillights dissolve
in the coming of night
And the questions in
thousands take flight
My love is the miles
and the waiting
The eyes that just stare
and a glance at the clock
And the secret that burns
and the pain that won't stop
And it's fuel is the years
Leading me on (leading me on)
leading me down the road
Driving me on (driving me on)
driving me down the road
My love is exceeding the limit
Red-eyed and fevered
with the hum of the miles
Distance and longing
my thoughts do collide
Should I rest for a
while on the side?
Your love is cradled in knowing
eyes in the mirror
still expecting they'll come
Sensing too well
when the journey is done
there is no turning back, no
There is no turning back
on the road
My love is in league
with the freeway
Oh, the freeway
and the coming of night time
My love, my love
is in league with the freeway
