I used to ride with a vending-machine repair man
He said he's been down this road more than twice
He was high on intellectualism
I've never been there, but the brochure looks nice
Jump in, let's go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes
Everyday is a winding road (I get a little bit closer)
Everyday is a fading sign (I get a little but closer, feeling fine)
(Repeat intro riff)
He's got a daughter he calls Easter
She was born on a Tuesay night
I'm just wondering why I feel so alone
Why I'm a stranger in my own life
Jump in, let's go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes
Everyday is a winding road (I get a little bit closer)
Everyday is a fading sign (I get a little bit closer)
Everyday is a winding road (I get a little bit closer)
Everyday is a fading sign (I get a little but closer, feeling fine)
I've been swimming in a sea of anarchy
I've been living on coffee and nicotine
I've been wondering if all the things I've seen were ever real
Were ever really happening (ever really happening)
Everyday is a winding road (I get a little bit closer)
Everyday is a fading sign (I get a little bit closer)
Everyday is a winding road (I get a little bit closer)
Everyday is a fading sign (I get a little bit closer to feeling fine)
(Everyday is a winding road)
(Everyday is a winding road)
(Everyday is a winding road)