All of my memories lay in the lights of the highway
All of my nights in old motels and sleeping alone
All of my days on the road with no one beside me
All of my dreams of a place that I can call home
Somewhere in the shade, near the sound of a sweet singing river
Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky
Somewhere to build me a faith, a farm and a family
Somewhere to grow older, and somewhere a reason to try
'Cause I'm tired of big cities, and so tired of big city ways
Scratching off sunsets, and walking around in the maze
Some sweet taxi dancer trying to save me from being alone
Ah, it's much worse than lonely, there is no place that I really belong, I want to be home
I'm leaving this city life, and by night I'm flying away
I'm leaving tomorrow and all of the old yesterdays
I'm leaving the trash cans, the bright lights, and telephone lines
I'm leaving my sorrows and all of my memories behind to see what I find
Somewhere in the shade, near the sound of a sweet singing river
Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky
Somewhere to build me a faith, a farm and a family
Somewhere to grow older, and somewhere to lay down and die