I know where I'm from
And I know where I'm headed
Waking up here everyday
Thinking of all the possible ways
That I could hit the road
Maybe I should pick up my things and go
Thought I could break the wheel
The way I would give up the thrill
I know what I've done
Nothing left still to become
Looking through the windowpane
Eyes gazing so far away
Where I could hit the road
Maybe I should pick up my things and go
Thought I could break the wheel
The way I would give up the thrill
The thrill of the road
