Some dreams are made for children But most grow old with us And when the air can hope to hold on And to the ground from dust to rust. Burning lights in the desert Such a sign only you would know Your running tyres, they're out of pressure Such a sign only you would know And I've been a long haul driver Moving things but the cops don't know Now I can see the writing You are the last of the buffalo Burning lights in the desert Such a sign only you would know Your running tyres, they're out of pressure Such a sign only you would know. Now I've been to California And I've been to New South Wales Sometimes I, I pull over When I realise I've left no trace Burning lights in the desert Such a sign only you would know Your running tyres, they're out of pressure Such a sign only you would know
