Turns the page

On a long and lonesome highway,east of them of all

You can listen to the engine moaning out it's one note song And you think about the one or the girl the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wondering the ways they always do

When you're ridin' sixteen hours and there's nothin' much to do

And you don't feel much like ridin' you just wish the trip was true

Here I am on the road again,

There I am one more stage

Here I go,playin' star again

there I go turn the page

Well you're walkin' to a restaurant strung out from the cold

And you feel the eyes upon you as you're chakin' off the coat

You pretend it doesn't bother you but you just want to explose

Most times you can hear them talkin',other times you can't

It's the same old preachey is there a woman or a man

and you always see my thunder so you don't dare they make a stair

After there in the spot lights you're a million miles away

Every outs of energy you try to give away

as the swipe bose from your body like the music that you play

Later in the evening as you lie a waken bed

Echoes from the ack fires ringing in your head

And you smoke the day's last cigarette remembering what you said