The Truckie's Dream

I'm at the yard late
I'm locking up the gate
It's cold and the stars are out

I put the radio on
mmm mm mm
I need a tune with a beat
to keep me from falling asleep

It feels like I am dreaming
Are they headlights or white posts? 
I didn't hear any tyres squealing
it feels like I've seen a ghost

I turn the rig around
and look for broken trees
is that somebody's voice? 
or just wind in the trees

And the ambos have come from town
and one of them's kneeling down
Blue and red flashing lights
bounce in to the night

and It feels like I am dreaming
Are they headlights or white posts? 
I didn't hear any tyres squealing
it feels like I've seen a ghost

She looks like she is sleeping
at home in bed
just the slightest hint of bleeding
a cut on her forehead

It feels like I am dreaming
Are they headlights or white posts? 
I didn't hear any tyres squealing
it feels like I've seen a ghost