Never knew the names never really cared
Lying to himself,
he was never just a young kid scared
Living on his own with no one to hold on to
Nowhere to go,
nothing to do
But lie awake and pray that one day,
someone will come his way
All he knows are highways and broken
hearts Late nights and old guitars
Wondering where you are
You're so far away
Shoes are worn and tired and not at their best Like a gypsy,
never sure where he'll be going next
Superficial friends and girls,
glazed over ice It's a good time,
just for the night
And off he'll go to maybe Mexico And off to Colorado
All he
knows are highways and broken hearts
Late nights and old guitars
Wondering where you are
You're so far away
Staring through the walls of that motel room Reflecting on his days,
the route he seemed to choose
Well good,
I'd shine the flat Can he turn this thing around?
Or should he drop to his knees?
Or just give up now?
Begging for a leash in the night Has he gone too far to fight?
All he
knows are highways and broken hearts
Late nights and old guitars
Wondering where you are
You're so far away
You're so
far away
You're so far away