Long drive home,
moonbeam lighting my way.
headlights on high,
Neal Young singing Ohio.

Lonely, the road
hopes and dreams on my mind.
headlights don’t reach where
shadows play in the dark.

Three quarter moon tonight
reflections off the lake on my right
shore lit up like day light
reflecting my hopes and dreams.

After midnight, no other cars in sight
I’d howl at the moon, if it’d only help
Inner turmoil, constant strife
hopes and dreams on my mind.

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