I close my eyes while I'm driving home tonight Why do I need to see something I don't like? Changing tracks... I'm lost in my way back home Where am I? These streets seem so alike... Could I change the world tonight without change my heart inside? Could I change my way back home leaving you out of my mind? I always take the wrong tracks that lead me back to where you are... You can feel dead when you're alive One hundred miles per hour just to get closer to you Reaching the death in every path Feeling depressed, exposed and sad I hold the wheel that keeps me still wanting to be by your side You can feel dead when you're alive And it's not that fine... and it's not so fine... Wish you could see me there And I wish you could break my car Sorry it's all a shame but it's not my fault if you make me drive so fast To get anywhere so I close my eyes Maybe I'll be back home tonight Maybe I'll make you sad or happy tonight It depends on how I drive Back home... Back home... Back home... Back home! Home! Home!