E F#m A E
E F#m
Put your hands on the wheel
A E F#m A
Let the golden age begin
E F#m
Let the window down
A E F#m A
Feel the moonlight on your skin
E F#m
Let the desert wind
A E F#m A
Cool your aching head
E F#m
let the weight of the world
A E F#m A
Drift away instead
D A
Oh
F#m A E F#m
These days I barely get by
A E F#m A
I don't even try
E F#m
It's a treacherous road
A E F#m A
With a desolated view
E F#m
There's distant lights
A E F#m A
But here they're far and few
E F#m
And the sun don't shine
A E F#m A
Even when it's day
E F#m
You gotta drive all night
A E F#m A
Just to feel like you're OK
D A
Oh
F#m A E F#m
These days I barely get by
A E F#m
I don't even try
A E F#m A
I don't even try
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