Song Description
He's been away, and now he races to her in his car across the turnpike.....to the house she keeps for them in the middle of a forest
| Song Length |
4:28 |
Genre |
Rock - General |
| Tempo |
Multiple Tempos |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Language |
English |
Era |
1980 - 1989 |
Lyrics
Turnpike wind in my hair
Racing home to you
Longing for your tender touch
Keeps my mission true
I can see you in the windshield of my soul
Golden sun, never shines
Only in your eyes
My childhood love for all my years
My kindred soul we persevere
The troubles come but mostly go
It matters not as long as I'm with you
Cold black night, in spite of day
You calm my stormy skies
I can feel your wispers touch
I stop to pay the toll
Racing home, home at last
To my angel of the trees....
This track is on 1 Member Playlists