I'm driving north on 75 on a Sunday afternoon
And the signs are telling me that I won't be nowhere soon
You see I left a part of me in Texas and I suddenly feel blue
Because I know that It'll be some time before I come back to you

The roads on which I travel all seem to look the same
Fields and steams and countless trees, towns without a name
It seems my mind is playing tricks on me, I'm thinking far too much
But this ride is just too long a haul and there's nothing else to do

I know that I could definitely use somebody like you
I need a shot of motivation, I know that much is true
You're heading south as we speak, and I'm wishing I was there
But I'm stuck in Oklahoma and my circumstance don't care