A cold night, in my brain Up ahead a light And my luck might change (It crept up, crept up on me) (It crept up, came suddenly) Looking out the window Flying down the backroad Passing on the blindside It was good to take a load off Riding on the right side Make a little small talk I can't say no to that I just need a ride (It crept up, crept up on me) (It crept up, came suddenly) Looking out the window Flying down the backroad Passing on the blindside A hand on my left thigh Giving me a weird smile A cold night, in my brain Take another ride, and my luck might change