On a lonesome empty highway winding on to who knows where

I wonder where this road’s gonna end, and when will I get there.

Now I'm lost between my present, and another life that I let go.

Yea I took a wrong turn in Albuquerque I should’ve headed for Mexico

 
This old forgotten road I’m on now is the only scar upon the land

And I'm listening to some AM station wondering where the hell I am.

Yea I'm lost in time between two different lives, still not sure which way to go.

I sure messed up my life up back when I took that wrong turn years ago.

Now I'm wondering where I'll end up next and guess I’ll know when I get there.

But I'm pretty sure my road will carry me to somewhere south of who knows where.

And In an empty motel on a lonely road you know that’s where I spent last night.

I walked a few miles there across the floor just waiting for the first day light.

And on the following day I spent driving away out from under my cloudy sky.

Perhaps I can find that one turn I missed, I may not, but I have to try.

No I won’t worry about what tomorrow brings, there’s no reason now and I don't care.

Cause I'm pretty sure tomorrows gonna find me there, somewhere south of who knows where.

Now I can't recall why I stayed around so long,  or why I was hanging on.

And I can’t remember where I spent that time, now I’m wondering where it’s gone.   

And I wonder if there are some more good times left, yea now that’s my only care.