Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy, Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy. Workin' on mysteries without any clues, Workin' on our night… - Bob Seger

I know it's late, I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
Still here we are, both of us lonely
Longing for shelter from all that we see
Why should we worry, no one will care girl
Look at the stars so far away
We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight babe,
Why don't you stay?

All I know is that I'm young and your rules they are old
If I've got to kill to live then there's something left untold
I'm no statesman I'm no general. I'm no kid I'll never be
It's the rules not the soldier that I find the real enemy.

Roll, roll me away,
Won't you roll me away tonight?
I too am lost, I feel double-crossed.
And I'm sick of what's wrong and what's right.
We never even said a word,
We just walked out and got on that bike.
And we rolled.
And we rolled clean out of sight.