It could just be me but there's a phoniness about   The magic and the mystery of 3 A.M.   Pondering not so much the meaning of life   More the miles per lonely hour before a coffee stop again      Asleep on the motorway   There is a world beyond the glare of these lights   Asleep on the motorway   Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights      No one here to guide me through the darkest hour   Just lines on the road like days in a year   Trains of thought run alongside, remote in the dark   You've gotta keep alert to stop I'm getting too near      Asleep on the motorway   There is a world beyond the glare of these lights   Asleep on the motorway   Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights      And then it hits me, or rather, I hit it      Asleep on the motorway   There is a world beyond the glare of these lights   Asleep on the motorway   Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights      Asleep on the motorway   There is a world beyond the glare of these lights   Asleep on the motorway   Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights