I look out across the highway,
It's dark, cold and dumb.
I wonder where the heart is
In the stories you have told.

Don't blame it on bad luck.
Look at the standing by the side of the road in my truck.
I got stuck, just my lord.

My lights are low,
I think about the time you and i want share this glow.
But now, look at you.
It's not the loft we want share, we want know.

Don't blame it on bad luck.
Look at the standing by the side of the road in my truck.
I'm cold and i'm hungry,
I'm dark and i'm lonely.
I got stuck, just my lord.