Well, I am driving the highway One and I'm a cross beside the road Still I'm steering my like a In a while the space station And it is windy, but I'm And it is raining, there's a up But back my windshield, I feel Like I'm looking down from with the
I hear there's in California And can stake a claim But I'll hold my old gas pedal down Because no headstone Will ever my name
Well, when driving down the You can't help but turn to of So I of all my loves that flew away on wings of things I say Back I had the chance Or when I lived with my family I went out, I had a date, I held her She asked me if I at home, I said, "I'm not homeless", she said, "That's not what I mean", and I I didn't
But I hear there are in the by the islands With hair as bright as a But I'll hold my old gas pedal down no hometown headstone Will ever my name
Well, I am driving the highway There no shadow that can catch me on chase I to feel like the whole skyline of the city behind me Was off of my mistakes So I'm lost somewhere in limbo, watching wash the window, I of home And of my mother, yes miss her, but you Sometimes it good to feel alone
I hear gorgeous in the mountains But the view's the same So I'll just hold my old gas pedal Because no headstone is waiting No hometown will ever bear my