The Road Most Traveled
(R. Keyes)
Well there's nothing new inside my shoes
I guess I might be bored
And I don't have a Cadillac, so I got into my Ford
It's late out on this interstate
I believe I see a wreck
And I'm hoping time is longer than this rope around my neck
I've felt the breeze across my face turning to the wind
I've seen the oceans roll back time to where it all begins
I would write a letter but there's nothing left to send
Ooohhh 'Mmmm' this heart's for sale
My road map states one can't be too safe if you expect to carry through
And I've done exactly everything it's told me not to do
I could decline to stay in line and follow all the rest
And study absolution in preparation for a test
Now I can see I'm close to E, or so does read my gauge
And I feel like every naked beast that's pacing in a cage
I believe I know the sorrow caught inside the wheel
Do you think that I have chosen to feel the way I feel
You can have my soul now man, there's not much left to steal
Ooohhh 'Mmmm' this heart's for sale
It's a heavy load the most traveled road into the setting sun
And I must learn to take the turn where the diesels just won't run
Moon glow rise and star-filled skies, railroad crossing signs
It's always been so hard for me to stay inside the lines
Reality fades behind my shades so I'll try to get this right
I always liked California dreams in colored black and white
No place to hide on this ride as I wipe my windows clear
No matter where I go to get away from me
I always end up here
I've heard the gentle weeping of please don't go away
I've heard the desperation in don't try to make me stay
I've heard the bitter silence when there's nothing left to say
Ooohhh 'Mmmm' this heart's for sale
Broke down on the highway, busted on the side of the road
Looks like I'm gonna hitchhike home.
'Mmmm' this heart's for sale.
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