[spoken]
-- It's three AM and she's out there somewhere
-- Out there somewhere on the road ...

Laid down low inside the turns
-- the needle's buried red
She's on a ride for self-destruction
-- at least that's what she said
Got no map, got no compass, but she's headed there damn fast.
Don't forget to turn your phone off, babe
-- try to make the moment last

Where'd you come from baby,
So sleek and so secure?
Where'd you ride off to now my love,
Where you rode right out my door?

Love's lost and found and lost again
-- she looks for soul in speed
There's no way to express what can't be said
-- you have to feel it to believe
Can't say nothing if I can't find you
-- So, baby, where you be?

Where'd you come from baby,
So sleek and so secure?
Am I the one that got away,
or the one you just let go?

[spoken]
It's three AM and she's out there somewhere
Out there somewhere on the road.
-- You can't find someone who don't want to be found

[whispers]
-- When they hide inside themselves

@ 2006 Greg Richter / IFR Music