As I move along the roadway, the Los Angeles highway
I travel all alone, sometimes fast but mostly slow slow slow
And I think about you, I think about you
I met a girl named Mercedes, she was sweet and beautiful
She had a son, she could talk about him on and on
I just thought about you
I only thought about you
Of all the things you said you wanted to do
There was only one time when I wouldn't let you
Of all the things that you said you wanted to be
I remember the last thing you promised me
You said, "I... would have married... you"
When I first left you I was proud and dangerous
I was alive, I was alive and alone
I never thought about you, I never thought about you
Well it wasn't much later, I thought I woke up beside you
And I called out your name
But you were two thousand miles away
I cried about you, I cried about you
Of all the things you said you wanted to do
There was only one time when I wouldn't let you
Of all the things that you said you wanted to be
I remember the last thing you promised me
You said, "I... would have married... you"
I... would have married... you
