Highways and Broken Hearts

He never knew their names and never really cared

Lying to himself, he was never just a young kid scared

Living on his own with no one to hold on to

Nowhere to go and nothing to do

But lie awake and pray that one-day

Someone will come his way

All he knows are highways and broken hearts

Late nights and old guitars

Wondering where you are, you're so far away

His shoes are worn and tired and not at their best

Like a gypsy, never sure where he's going next

Superficial friends and girls with glazed-over eyes

It's a good time, but just for the night

Then off he'll go to maybe Mexico

Then off through Colorado

All he knows are highways and broken hearts

Late nights and old guitars

Wondering where you are, you're so far away, yeah

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Staring through the walls of that motel room

Reflecting on his days, the route he seemed to choose

Will good outshine bad, can he turn this thing around?

Should he drop to his knees, just give up now?

Begging for release in the night

Has he gone too far to fight?

All he knows are highways and broken hearts

Late nights and old guitars

Wondering where you are, you're so far away

You're so far away

You're so far away, yeah