Travelin through state lines, wonderin what I'll find
But most everything looks the same
People, and places, old roads and new faces
We're all tryin to get somewhere
Gotta get something to eat, gotta pullover and get some sleep
I'll stop for the night at the next town
The highways soft silence, is broken by a semis whinin
My eyes are closed but my weary mind won't rest
This car is cramped and stuffy, and my clothes are stickin to me
The sun is burnin me through the window
I wish I hadnt done it, I took a dip and it hurt my stomach
Now I'm dry heavin on the side of the road
The day has turned to night, no bathroom in sight
And still 2 hours till I make it home