Snow fell thick and small 
It buried a starlit fog 
You remembered it all 
I'm sleepdriving away 

Metal and mold, bourbon and clove 
Mirrors and smoke, yesterday's clothes 
I'm sleepdriving away 

Eyes through your window, I stare out 
And some, someday we'll be too old 

Cold will ache with making you jaw 
You're only as old as you say that we are 
I'm sleepdriving away 

The trunk of the car filled with all that we own 
This old Pontiac's starting to feel like a boat 
I'm sleepdriving away 

Eyes through your window I stare out 
And some, someday we'll be too old 

It's nearly dawn, your motor home 
The shades were drawn to hide the storm 
Without a sound, TV glow 
The blankets tied around our throats 

Swirling round, the light above 
Outside the crows were waking up 
It's nearly dawn 
Motor home was nearly gone 
No sleep at all 

Outside, those crows 
In life, oh noes 

Frozen roads and run 
Sleepdriving away