the sunlight burns the blacktop
on desert highways and byways
the wind whips across my back
and i'm back out on my own
on my way home

beads of desperation cool me down
on desert highways and byways
and my anticipation leaps and bounds
with every town along the road
on my way home

fields of wheat and summer skies
rest-stops full of hungry eyes
in search of their tomorrow

whispers into the summer breeze
offer me no sympathies
for have i shed my skin enough
to bury all that i've been told
on my way home?

dead-man curves hide dotted lines
breakdowns marred by passing time
in search of their tomorrow

the sunlight burns the blacktop
on desert highways and byways
and love leads my heart and guides my eyes
on my way home