I was a driver at dusk
Facing the sun as it drowns in black
All lights pour arrest
Black plastic bags fill the back
Of it's own, of it's known
Dashes on the roads peep Moscow
Can't take even one look at them
There's someone ahead that he can hold

There is a driver at dawn
Searching for his sun of hope
There is a driver at dawn
Seeking as the sun tries to show
There is a driver at dusk
She holds on to the best of us
There is a driver at dusk
She holds on to the best of us