Late Exit Night

Rearview full of silver glow,
90 Miles but nowhere close to home.
Cold air running through the door,
Don't feel the weight anymore.
No calls left, no rewind, just white lines in my headlights.
Late exit from a broken night,
Headlights cutting through the white.
No goodbye under neon skies,
Taking my late exit out of sight.
Late exit.
Late exit.
Gone before the morning light.
Late exit.
Late exit.