Say Zuzu Glow (Jon Nolan) Leaving New York City On the last night of a long run Even the lights don't seem pretty And you're sleeping all alone This road's patched up like a pair of old jeans With covered over holes and filled in seams. With every mile I love you more I'll be driving into the glow Until the key hits my front door I'll be driving into the glow Lonely conversations I leave you crying on the phone Radio and service stations Seem to stretch a million miles 'til I get home. Feeling beat like a dog - piled up under chains Of hours and miles and waiting games With every mile I love you more I'll be driving into the glow Until the key hits my front door I'll be driving into the glow Dreams don't die they get put up onto shelves By folks who think they'll dream themselves Say that we'll keep trying... Lengthy embraces I brush the hair back from your face Slumber awaits us I drop my coat onto the floor.