Woorden: Doobie Brothers. Cycles. Take Me To The Highway.

I drove my car to the top of the hill,
and I looked out across the town.
I got the urge to move again; I guess I'll never settle down.

We talked about things gettin' better,
but they still look the same to me.
It could be a near sighted heart seein' what it wants to see.

So take me to the highway, take me far from here.
These days I'm not seein' anything too clear.

Nothin' seems to move fast enough,
when time isn't on your side.
Can't seem to keep the wheels in motion,
no matter how you try.

I need another point of view; someplace I've never seen.
Keepin' my eyes wide open; goin' where I've never been.

So take me to the highway, take me far from here.
These days I'm not seein' anything too clear.

I've been lookin' for an answer,
and I've got a long way to go.
But when I reach that place
I know I'll find what I'm lookin' for.

So take me to the highway, take me far from here.
These days I'm not seein' anything too clear.

So take me to the highway, take me far from here.
These days I'm not seein' anything too clear.

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