Parked outside in a car down by the church this mornin
We never knew we d get this far
The songs I played are chosin
Never thought I d see you leave
I drive in my car
Asleep at the wheel
I dream about you
She s on her way to Boston
I woke last night in a cold dark room
The window pane had frozen
Some postcardsa letteror a tune
Would hang you for a little whilea little while
Oh and as we sat upon my driveway
No words exchanged or spoken
Oh in each other s armsthe silent charms
Left us both heartbrokenyeah
As I rode down Spruceten Street
I drive in my car
Asleep at the wheel
I dream about you
She s on her way to Boston
I drive in my car
Asleep at the wheel
I won t forget you
She s on her way to Boston
Too young to think twice
Too young to know why
She s gonewell I ve been thinking about our time together
Some fareweather
She s goneshe s gone
She s on her way to Boston
I drive in my car
Asleep at the wheel
I dream about you
She s on her way to Boston
I drive in my car
Asleep at the wheel
I won t forget you
She s on her way to BostonBoston

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