Pulling into her driveway
The gravel crackles under the tires
And the silence has nearly darkened
The light from the dashboard
I stare straight ahead
She doesn’t move
She doesn’t speak
But from the corner of my eye
I see her staring back at me
And as the dashlights fade to black
Phil Collins appears with a match
(You can’t hurry love . . . )
And we laugh
Because his light shining from the radio
Has brightened even the day I had today

It was a long ride home
But even through the silence
I knew I wasn’t alone