I wandered down many lonely roads
I got lost and never found
I’ve driven miles of backroads
Leaving behind small towns
I’ve walked and rambled all over
Through woods and past houses
Drove the same streets in October
Taking time to smell the flowers
I used to think my reason was you
Now I know the reason to keep going
Is finding where else I’m going to
Out on the outskirts of Ada hills
Sitting in parking lots in Ardmore
At a 66 station pumping gas to fill
My next escape so I can ramble more
Tearing down I-35 at night
Dodging cars and semi trucks
Blinded by strangers’s brights
Running til I’m all out of fucks
Taking the 40 to Carolina
Turning around to go back
All the way out to California
I’ll make it there just to drive back
All the while I’m driving
I’m trying to outrun yesterday
Living on coffee and burgers
Til I find something someday
I used to think my reason was you
Now I know the reason to keep going
Is finding where else I’m going to
It’s raining at a rest stop outside Des Moines
It’s dry in the desert tonight
It’s lush and green in Kentucky
Waiting for motel neon lights
I used to think my reason was you
Now I know the reason to keep going
Is finding where else I’m going to