Driving home after the show Listening to the radio Speaker rattles And Jane sings a song about Driver side door That old tin drum Banging on the shore There's a tear in my heart Thinking of so many friends Some I just left I'll be home in just a few hours' time Some I'll never see again And exploding stars But for now I love the coffee And the fat moon shining on the passing cars It goes on like a dream And this road N like a dream This road It's all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel Cause I've forgotten what is real And I'm blinded by the snow And the radio's glow Caffeine spills into my eyes Cause this highway I feel like I could drive all night Is just a smile So I'll abide On the hand of god This road On this road It goes on like a dream Cause I've forgotten what is real It's all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel And I'm blinded by the snow And the radio's glow