I will let your taillights guide my road
in the dead of night, following your tread
until I arrive at my engine's abode
and am content with where I've been lead.
I will not let anyone overtake
for fear of losing sight of your tyred trail
and should I get too close that I need to break
I pray that my worn pedals will not fail.
I beg you to indicate in advance
to let me know of the roads sudden forks
and should I leave my direction for chance,
chance will not leave me in a cloud of smoke.
Where we are headed, I do not yet know
but I'm sure I'll be wherever you go.
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