We passed the stores, wpassed the hotels,
filled our car with gas and then,
We drove that night, I saw the moon,
almost got us in an accident,
Then at the rest stop, when that woman
tried to steal my wallet,
Felt like an adventure, isn't that what you would call it?
Well isn't that what you would call it?

You're my road buddy, but I'm lonely all the time,
I thought that we'd be joking, having long talks
on late nights driving, but
You drive so bad I lost my patience,
Pass the chips and turn the station,
This is not a romance with the road.

From where the moss grows up the trees
to where the road is dusty red,
I thought we'd find each story
like a snakeskin or an arrowhead,
But we only stop at fastfood places,
they hate their jobs, I understand,
I try to act familiar, but they're floating just above the land,
We are floating,

You're my road buddy, but I'm lonely all the time,
I thought that we'd show that friendship
could be stronger than the crossroads devil,
But I thought I heard the toll man saying,
I'll take that thing you got from praying,
This is not a romance with the road,

And those cliffs are the same
as in the magazines I have at home,
And that tall grass reminds me
of the same dreams I had at home,
I thought life was a road, so I wanted to begin it,
I said my friend and I are going on a trip,
I can only stop a minute,

So you go to the vending machines,
I want to watch these kids with their mother,
Sipping on their juiceboxes and smiling at each other,
And maybe that's their dad on the phone, saying,
"Hey mom, you shouldn't wait,
Go ahead, have dinner, cause we're running just a little late,
But we're on our way,"

How 'bout it road buddy,
I heard about the boxcars and the family of travelers,
but there's real esate signs in the cornfield stubble,
I know there's love, I bet there's trouble,
But you just can't span a lifetime from the road,

And there's something I have finally faced,
I finally think I've come from someplace,
This is not a romance with the roa