Runrig – Headlights Lyrics

The headlights swing across the
naked heath. Through the silent
miles the empty spaces. With the
drinking boys. The dancing wine.
Somewhere outside the laughing
glass burns in your eye. Elvis is
still the king the long road home.
The flushed caress the trembling
heart. The ebb and flow of dancing hands.
She's in your arms
electric chords accordian bands.