Standing on theis street every night
Got my blue truck under one street light
I`ve been racing and rolling, job to job
This time I`m picking up and going, never stop
Well I need to, I want to
I won`t let you go
Town on top of town
Now I`m Montana bound
Moonlight on the floor
Another car goes by
Trees dark and heavy
Leaves fall from the sky
I`m a guard for something, a guard for something
God only knows
I feel the wind coming
I feel the wind coming