Headlights cut through evening haze
Leaving behind the day's wild maze
Just the hum of tires on the street
This quiet rhythm, bittersweet
Shoulders drop, a heavy breath
Past the office, facing west
Radio low, a familiar tune
Underneath a rising moon
Coffee cup sits, long gone cold
Another story, quietly told
Headlights cut through evening haze
Leaving behind the day's wild maze
Just the hum of tires on the street
This quiet rhythm, bittersweet
Rain starts soft against the glass
Watching moments gently pass
No big answers, just the feel
Of hands upon the turning wheel
Thoughts unwind, a steady stream
Living out a waking dream
Headlights cut through evening haze
Leaving behind the day's wild maze
Just the hum of tires on the street
This quiet rhythm, bittersweet
This stretch of road, it knows my name
Each passing light, it's not the same
Just a moment, to let it all go
Before the porch light starts to glow
Headlights cut through evening haze
Leaving behind the day's wild maze
Just the hum of tires on the street
This quiet rhythm, bittersweet
Headlights... haze... home...
