Текст песни
Night glide, nowhere to hide
Rain washed the streets, the city’s open wide
Low beam lights, dashboard dim
Just the rhythm of the wipers and a quiet hymn
No phone, no calls, no red alert
Just the tires kissing wet dirt
I let the night take the wheel
Time to feel what I feel
Night glide, take me slow
Through the streets that only I know
Raindrops tap like a second heart
This is the art of falling apart
And putting myself back piece by piece
In the night glide, I find my peace
Stopped at a light, nobody around
The only motion is the red light’s rebound
I count my breaths, one to ten
Start over and then again again
The city sleeps, but I drive through its dream
No headlights needed, every corner is a seam
Between the day and the after‑dark
Night glide leaves no mark
Night glide, take me slow
Through the streets that only I know
Raindrops tap like a second heart
This is the art of falling apart
And putting myself back piece by peace
In the night glide, I find my peace
No destination, no desire
Just the wipers counting bys
Night glide… night glide…
I’m just a ghost in my own night
Night glide…
