(Brock)

Turning star projections
Voices from the deep
The throbbing of the engines
You exit from the heat
Paper on the pavement
Cars crawling in the road
Emotions of the city
You ease your heavy load

Motorway City, well it ain't the same
Lighting up the night sky with an orange flame
Motorway City, you exit on the right
Cruising on the highway driving thru the night
Motorway City, well it ain't the same
Lighting up the night sky with an orange flame