I guess I'm like the devil
There's no tomorrow for me
The sun it never rises
And never sets really
And comin' off these mountains
Everything that's travelin' must lay low
All I see that's tied down
Leans towards where both you and I are goin'...
Goin' down this endless highway.
I'm really gonna miss you
Babe you are the best
I'm glad at least I risked all that I am
For no one less
The times this hard cold concrete
Makes me long for something warm and soft
I never will forget that
Nobody but you can get me off...
Get me off this endless highway
© 1985 by Eric Wood