Highways Other Stories Version by Amit Erez Lyrics

Parked by your eyes hating your every move
Feeling your hands, tasting your food
Can you believe that I'm not in the mood?
You're so crazy and weak and you're a stranger to me
And it's true what they say about highways

Can you recall the pavements on holidays?
Trying to be a part of your home
When somehow you end up feeling alone
And your story begins with a tear on the chin
And it's true what they say about new ways