Here in this car in this broken sunset
Last night drunk and I have not had rest
but the air is soft as it weaves through my hand
thank God I'm here, on this wooded highway

On I-10 to Austin, here I come again

Back on the road where my freedom lies
But this time I have no alibis
the past is wise and is on my trail
it's creeping up, in my rear view mirror

I left that town, 'cause it did not know me
It tried to be kind, but I did not like it
It's starched and pressed, and smells of cologne
I wanted its money, but not its handshake

On I-10 to Austin, here I come again

Back on the road where my freedom lies
But this time I have no alibis
the past is wise and is on my trail
it's creeping up, in my rear view mirror

All this driving, does me no good,
It does not soothe, like it should,
My heart is racing, I’m buying time,
This life I’m leaving, it’s not mine, it’s not mine.

I was told that I'm running, who cares if I am,
Besides, if I move, then I know, that I'm not dead.
When I told her she cried, but I can't live my life,
In other’s dreams, 'cause then it's a lie.

On I-10 to Austin, here I come again

Back on the road where my freedom lies
But this time I have no alibis
the past is wise and is on my trail
it's creeping up, in my rear view mirror