Waking up to me

It's been a long, cold, cold night
It's three in the morning
And I'm driving
With one broken headlight
On the radio storm warnings
And I'm calling just to tell you
But you will not believe
That come sunrise
When your eyes are wide open
You'll be waking up to me

There's a waitress at the table
With one coffee, one shot
I threw them back and weighed my options I've got an aching,
Baby aching to drive on back
But it's snowing clear to Virginia
I am calling just to tell you
But you will not believe that I'd drive all night
Half across this country
To feel you wrap your arms around me
Around me...

Out on the highway lately
The miles, they just fall back
They roll beneath the wheels behind me
It's a toll road winding you give time
But you don't get time back
Just an aching that reminds me
And I'm calling just to tell you
But you will not believe
That come sunrise
When your eyes are wide open
You'll be waking up to me
To me...