Songwriter: Bruce Springsteen

Producer: Billy Roues Gary Solomon Kenny Margolis Steven Roues

Driving a big lazy car, rushing up the highway in the dark
Got one hand steady on the wheel, one hand's trembling over my heart
It's pounding, baby, like it's gonna bust right on through
Ain't gonna stop 'til I'm alone again with you

Friend of mine became a father last night
When we spoke, in his voice, I could hear the light
Of the skies and the rivers the timberwolf in the pines
And that great jukebox out on Route 39
They say he travels fastest who travels alone
But tonight I miss my girl, tonight I miss my home

Is it the sound of the leaves left blown by the wayside
That's got me out here on this old spooky highway tonight
Is it the cry of the river with the moonlight shining through
That ain't what scares me, baby, what scares me is losing you

They say if you die in your dreams, you really die in your bed
But, honey, last night I dreamed my eyes rolled straight back in my head
And God's light came shining on through
I woke up in the darkness, scared and breathing and born anew

It wasn't the cold river bottom I felt rushing over me
It wasn't the bitterness of a dream that didn't come true
It wasn't the wind in the grey fields I felt rushing through my arms
No, no, baby, baby, it was you

Hold me close, honey, say you're forever mine
And tell me you'll be my old lonely valentine