Tác giả : Chris Isaak
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky. 
As long as i keep driving, i know that i won't die. 
 
And i'm gone, gone, gone. 
Gone ridin'. 
 
Well i broke up with my baby, told myself i won't cry. 
Broke up with my baby, told myself a lie. 
 
And i'm gone, gone, gone. 
Gone ridin'. 
Get gone cal. 
 
Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky. 
As long as i keep driving, i know that i won't die. 
 
And i'm gone, gone, gone. 
Gone ridin'. 
Gone ridin'.