Sleepy city and sleepy souls
Leave everything behind and I drive towards the south
No matter where, no matter for how long
I need to start from scratch and know where I belong
I need to start from scratch and know where I belong
And know where I belong!
Gasoline tank full
Fresh air on my face
That's my moment, that's my moment
There's nobody to complain
Strange memories, rare sensations
I have to burn my ghosts and start with good actions
Sometimes I was cruel, I regret it everyday
I need to start from scratch, that's why I need to get away
I need to start from scratch, that's why I need to get away
That's why I need to get away!
That's my moment, that's my moment
There's nobody to complain
Gasoline tank full
Fresh air on my face
Full...
Fresh air on my face
That's why I need to get away...