through the window i look at the sky
see the dreary colour of your eyes
you say “darling what the hell do you do“
“ran out of cigarettes get me some new“
the bartender does the best job he can
saying “good morning“ to a honky tonk man
but i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
and i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
i can feel my destiny
he can read the smile i send
my life is a highway with a dead end
heavy raindrops hit my face
as i cross the parking space
the running engine of an empty car
reality shatters like an old fruit jar
i know this kind of silence
talk to me please talk
but i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
and i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
in a motel watching mtv
a newspaper ad seeking for me
dial your number imagine your face
all the memories so easy to trace
i hear your voice i have the choice
you know this kind of silence
you know this kind of silence
but i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
and i must walk ‘till i reach the end
i can feel my destiny so close at hand
i can feel
and the sinking sun opens her golden gate
no matter how fast i drive i’m always a little late
a highway patrol tries to stop me
the officer asking for my id
and i go for my wallet
like i would go for my gun