Let's set long stretch of highway from Tulsa to Tennessee. You know I had to do it my way. It may you've got the best of me. Sometimes at midnight I hear a voice.
I'm growing out my hair. like it was when I was single. it was longer than I've known you. I had no money then. I had no worries then at all. {But with} such a high standard of living.
I hear you complaining about the state of things. Wondering why we can't stay the same. You don't wanna be changing but you don't stop to change. You just sit around, looking for someone to blame.