The Northern Empty just run

Oooh my love, is far from home.
Oooh this night, is draggin' on.
Oooh I hate it when she's gone.
Oooh she's been gone for far too long.
If I can't jump in my car real soon,
well I might just run.
Oooh she's the calm eye of the storm.
Oooh she gives me all her love and warmth.
Oooh I hate it when she's gone.
Oooh I'll see her in the long run.
And if I can't jump in my car real soon,
well I might just run.
Whether down the highway,
or across the yard.
I see your face in all the stars,
wishing you were in my arms.
If I can't jump in my car,
well I might just run.
(WOOH)