Couldn't tell me nothing. Had to learn it on my own. On the restless side of seventeen. The day that I left home. Screaming down that highway. With a passion to break any rules.
Sittin' here in Ft. Worth and for what it's worth. It might as well be Timbuktu. Girl, I'm missing you. The further I go in life the more I realize. I'm no closer to that elusive moon.
I look out my window at the world I once owned. And I see it's still spinning round. But somewhere above me a light I once knew. No longer shines through the clouds.
I could tell he'd had a tough life. By the way he sat and stared. And me, I'd come to push and shove. So I pulled up a chair. . We talked of roads untraveled.