Lyrics

My life has been a 2-lane road to nowhere
And now I wonder if I am the only traveler there
And did I drive it drunk or was I sober
An empty road leaves little room
For anyone to care

And when I came between those empty boundaries
Were there fence posts or some arrows
Telling me ways to go
Or did I hide inside a dream from those who found me
What’s the difference and then how the hell would I know

Come see me in Eureka
In Nevada on a Sunday
Eight hours from Blind Valley
On the loneliest highway
We’ll both sit down and never find
A single thing to say
That’s how it is in lonely towns
On lonely old highways

I finally found where friends of mine been hiding
Way out on lone highways
In their vehicles of sin
A single wave says howdy and goodbye then
As we pass each other
Without looking back again

Come see me in Eureka
In Nevada on a Sunday
Eight hours from Blind Valley
On the loneliest highway
We’ll both sit down and never find
A single thing to say
That’s how it is in lonely towns
On lonely old highways