The Road Songtext
von Mal Blum

From the white sands of New Mexico
To the California coast
The places I have loved the most
They keep me on the road
Your hair blowing in the wind
On the off-ramp and on again
To everywhere I′ve ever been
It keeps me on the road
You keep me on the road
You keep me on the road
You keep me on the road
You keep me on the road
From the flatlands to the mountaintops To all the rest stop parking lots
To everywhere that I've forgot
It keeps me on the road
To the beds where I have laid awake
Thinking about other fates
But there′s never been no other way for me
Than keeping on the road
You keep me on the road
You keep me on the road
You keep me on the road
You keep me on the road
Until I make it home
Until I make it home


You keep me on the road
You keep me on the road
You keep me on the road
You keep me on the road
Until I make it home
Until I make it home
Until I make it home
Until I make it home