In the Wild
It's the end that's just begun
And I'm cruising one ten,
Going nowhere, the road is my best friend
White line fever has got in my blood
I'm a river running full flood
One road all around this land,
Like the lifeline in my hand
Out from nowhere the radio sings of
Distant memories that tug on my heartstrings
I feel twisted, feeling uptight,
As her face keeps fading from sight
In the wild
See me spinning out in the sun
I will burn on Highway One
I'm just burning in the sun,
I can't stop until she comes
In the wild
It's so dry
Autor(es): David Faulkner