headlights look like diamonds

the red lights mean you're leaving, the white one's mean returning, tell me how this story ends, and i'll keep them fires burning, the headlights look like diamonds, the taillights burn like coals, tell me how this story ends, before the fires go cold, the countryside's deserted, there's no one on the farms, the suburbs all are sleeping, the earthquakes set off car alarms, all after all now we aware, all after all the time we share, there's so much fears of world, hopes of world, tears of world