The Road

You're driving the highway you made on your face
Little red lines laid out through the state
And you're driving to leave him
And you're driving to forget him

And if I could say one thing
And if I could teach the whole world to sing

Where did it go?
Did you suppose you'd go
When I spent every living day on the road?
You've crumpled the map you've made on your face

'Cause, girl, you're chasing something that won't wait
And you're driving to leave him
And you're driving to forget him