Flying Down the Highway Songtext
von Mike Cross

Here I am just flying down the highway
Wondering if it′s where I ought to be
As free as any bird up in the skyway
Wishing you were sitting here with me
All the angry words that I threw at you to hurt
Have left their scars upon my troubled mind
So I'm taking all my pride on a long and lonely ride
Leaving my heart somewhere behind


Stopped off at a store along the highway
Bought a bottle just to ease the pain
Now I′m flying past whatever gets in my way
Sucking down the whiskey like a drain
My face is feeling numb
So I guess the time has come
To pull off by the road to clear my head
Maybe if I wait until I really can't think straight
I'll turn around and head back home instead

So don′t look for me no more
I won′t be coming back
Unless I left some things behind that I forgot to pack
'Cause I′m flying down that long and lonesome highway
Thinking of the things I hate to leave
Like all the love we once shared in a fine way
And everything you've come to mean to me

As I pull off the road
I can hear a car horn blow
And I look to see who′s stopping here with me
And I can't believe it′s true
But I can see it's you
Who's come to take me back where I should be
And now here we are just flying down the highway
Headed back to where we ought to be