The Road Songtext
von Whitehorse

There was a road we travelled far
By a train, aeroplane or car
We′d find a home away from home
Another open door was never very far

Oh, how I miss the winding curve
Guessing what's beyond the bend
All the melodies we heard
From strangers and friends

Oh, how the road came to an end
A cul-de-sac, a bungalow
And a big old empty bed
Oh, how the road came to an end
The vagabond, the recluse once again

There was a time we moved so fast
From city, town, below the overpass
Reading signs, chasing yellow lines
Tracing fingers over gas station maps


We′d drink our coffee at the pie shop
Or tequila in the tall grass
All the motel curtains drawn
As the neon signs flash

Oh, how the road came to an end
A cul-de-sac, a bungalow
And a big old empty bed
Oh, how the road came to an end
The vagabond, the recluse once again

Oh, how I miss the winding curve
Guessing what's beyond the bend
All the melodies we heard
From strangers and friends

Oh, how the road came to an end
A cul-de-sac, a bungalow
And a big old empty bed
Oh, how the road came to an end
The vagabond, the recluse once again