Whitehorse - The Road lyrics
[Whitehorse - The Road lyrics]
By train, airplane or car we'd find a home
Away from home
Another open door was never very far
Oh how I miss the winding curve
Guessing what's beyond the bend
All the melodies we heard
From strangers and friends
Oh how the road came to an end a culdesac
A bungalow and a big old empty bed
Oh how the road came to an end
The vagabond, the recluse once again
There was a time we moved so fast
From city, town, below the overpass
Reading signs chasing yellow lines
Tracing fingers over gas station maps
We'd drink our Coffee at the pie shop
Or tequila in the tall grass
All the motel curtains drawn
As the neon signs flash
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