Throwin' pictures out the window, scattered by the way the wind blows
Bye-Bye Baby that's the last I'll see of you
Shoebox full of old love letters; I'll tear each one 'till I feel better
And I won't look back, 'cause I don't like the view.
What my heart needs now is rest
So I'm packin' up and I'm headin' west
My mind's made up, I'll put it to the test
Pushin' myself and this old machine
Burnin' fumes and what's left of my dreams
Let 'em go 'cause I don't need no strings
Just give me a road and a little gasoline.
We talked in circles 'till the words ran out, and it all came out in an angry shout
Before I knew it I was in 3rd gear and gone.
Well this has been comin' for a long, long time. If I said I'm sorry, well I'd be lyin'
If you think I'd never make it you'd be wrong.
What my heart needs now is rest
So I'm packin' up and I'm headin' west
My mind's made up, I'll put it to the test
Pushin' myself and this old machine
Burnin' fumes and what's left of my dreams
Let 'em go 'cause I don't need no strings
Just give me a road and a little gasoline.
Just give me a road and a little gasoline.