Little Walter Follow

Driving home to be with you
The highway's divided, the city's in view
As usual, I'm almost on time
You're the last thing that's on my mind
I wish I could tell you the way that I feel
But tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel

No commotion, no screaming brakes
Most of it's over before I awake
From the ceiling, my coffee cup drips
While out my window, the horizon does flips
The worst part was hitting the ground -
Not the feeling so much as the sound
Can't help but wonder if all this is real
'Cause tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel

Rubberneck traffic and passersby
And Slow Motion Walter the fire engine guy
Stand around with their mouths open wide.
I heard some idiot ask if someone's inside.
With the Jaws of Life they tried and they tried.
Nobody here can know how I feel
'Cause tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel.

I guess it's over now
Because I've never seen so much
Never seen so much, never seen
So much blood.

In all the confusion, there's something serene
I'm just a posthumous part of the scene.
Now I'm floating above looking in
As the radio blares and wheels spin
I can see my face slump with a grin
And you... you're the last thing on my mind
You're the last thing on my mind
You're the last thing on my mind
You're the last thing on my