All Alone

All alone on this highway, this highway we call Life,
been riding the yellow line , blinking into the lights,
my body is aching and my heart is broken in two,
my thoughts keeping me awake with memories of you.
Heard what you were saying and I cannot believe it's true,
the doors keep on slamming as the miles separate me from you.
The rain dances across my goggles and they hide all the pain,
my leathers are are wet and cold but I am riding again.
No time for a cigarette, they're wet any way, shift and go.
Go to where your memory cannot every find me,
go where there's nothing that can remind me ,
Oh the pain!...........
All alone , just the rumble of the engine as we make it down the road,
an empty space behind me, no one there to take hold,
no chin resting on my shoulder, no smell of sweet perfume....
All alone, alone on this highway, highway we call Life,
been riding this yellow line , blinking into the lights,
my body aching and my fingers growing cold,
yet I keep on riding, riding alone......alone.