Between Tulsa and Topeka
Life out here on the road
Leaving myself behind
Running to where the gravel
Turns to grass, somewhere out of mind
Somewhere four thousand miles
And four thousand years
From that hometown of mine
When I’m driving too long
Listening to the same five songs
Thinking of the nights sleeping in this car
When we’d talk for hours on the phone
And you’d always ask me just how far
And I’d say “not far enough to be alone “
Sleeping under a strange sky of stars
Cuz a full tank of gas to burn
And plenty of oil will take you forever
That’s what I always told you whenever
You’d write me letters from wherever
I was stationed between here and there
And I’ve burned enough miles and bridges
To make sure those left behind know I don’t care
Lines on the road
Lines on my face
No ghosts in the rearview
No fixed location or place
Just getting uglier and older
Keeping up a steady pace
And on nights when it’s cold
And wind is knocking on the windows
I can almost feel you under the blankets
Can almost see the way the wind blows
Your hair away from your Mediterranean face
By the morning, I’m gone again
And the loneliness vanishes without a trace