Looking at the headlights

With my head up in the clouds

And I’m counting up the miles but I ain’t writing nothing down

They say look over your shoulder but you know I just can’t look

They say one day your days and nights are gonna catch right up to you

Ahh yeah

What am I gonna do

What am I supposed to do

This life on this road is taking everything I’ve got

I missed all the weddings I miss all the funerals

Silhouettes and stage lights turn the shadows into smoke

This road is the longest dream and I cannot wake up

Ahh yeah

What am I gonna do

What am I supposed to do

When this road I’m on is long

But it’s the only one I ever knew

What am I supposed to do

But on second thought

I have heard my songs from Argentina to DC

And I have heard my guitar from Brazil to Germany

And I know how the rain feels on my face in the south of France

And I know how the sunsets over temples in Japan

So

What am I gonna do

What am I supposed to do

Yes this road I’m on is long

But it’s the only one my spirit ever knew

What am I supposed to do