You ask me why my mind goes to wanderin',. And how can I be so many people in the meantime.. I try to tell you, but words can't find my way,. All I can tell you is, believe me, I really understand..
I'm a freeway flyer and I'm down the open road. I keep on gettin' high, wonderin' how high can one man go?. Well, I'm a dangerous stranger, I'm a psychedelic ranger,.