Highway 20 all the truck stops look the same Well the sign is flashing apple pie and propane I have driven seven hours today and I still got four to go I'm writing on the dashboard, taking pictures out the window
They tell me the mountains still crumble and fall Even the desert gets cold when the night calls I am running short on places to hide Oh great ocean won't you stay this wide. Hey....
There's so much to uncover I don't know where to begin So I try to get quiet, I try to drop back in We build all these great big lights to keep the darkness out And we make so much noise that no one hears you shout
They tell me the mountains still crumble and fall Even the desert gets cold when the night calls I am running short on places to hide Oh great ocean won't you stay this wide. Hey....
Oh and just when I think of turning back and cutting my losses Well the telephone poles are stretchin' out like crosses I don't know much about being a Christian, but I know I am being led on A thousand searching artists can't all be wrong.
They tell me the mountains still crumble and fall Oh, and even the desert gets cold when the night calls I am running short on places to hide.... Oh great ocean won't you stay this wide. And oh great ocean, oh great ocean. And oh great ocean, oh great ocean. Hey....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
