Confession Time - Berlin

You’re driving along… about 95 miles and hour

Sun’s up, it’s a hot day… and blue sky…

There’s not a soul around you… you're alone

Hey little god with your foot to the pedal

Hands on the wheel staring out through the windshield

Hair streaking back with the wind like a raven

Over your shoulder, all is forgotten

Under the rubber, the road is afire

Sweat on your body and rust on the chromium

One motivation, a single desire

Keep on the move, don’t let anyone near you

Here comes confession time

The ghost of my past

On my shoulder now

This is confession time for me

Here comes confession time

The ghost of all

The years has tracked me down

It’s confession time for me

Now thinking back to a home when you had one

Back down the road in the dust you remember

Loves you left when you woke up surrounded

Now you’re alone, no one to turn to

What do you hide with your Ray-Bans

What do you love when you look in the mirror

There’s no escape from the voices inside you

Here comes confession time

The ghost of my past

On my shoulder now

This is confession time for me

Here comes confession time

The ghost of all

The years has tracked me down

It’s confession time for me

Rain down

And nowhere to hide

Nowhere to hide

Rain on me

Rain down

And nowhere to hide

Nowhere to hide

You can drive on a road to nowhere

Or you can take the wheel and

Turn it to your heart

It’s your life it’s your life