well it´s half my heart and a little bit of soul
that makes me feel i´ve gotta ride this road
i wouldn´t change it if i could
and me and this road you
you know we´ve got an understanding
it won´t leave me at home and i am
too tired to do just what i should
and last night i asked if i could
take comfort in the rosewood
the road said nothing at all
well cos it don´t talk back unless the wind blows hard
i drive it all night with the wheel of my car
it won´t leave me running for the door
and if the paints still wet i can just slow down
and it all goes away on the other side of town
and nothing is that easy anymore

well the hurt won´t leave with the sight of white line
but it eases up my pain for a while
the only habit that i keep
and miles take time but the time is mine
and always moving suits me fine
i´ll catch my breath when i sleep
and after all that i´ve done
i´m not half what i´d hope that i´d become
there´s still along way to go

well cos it don´t talk back unless the wind blows hard
i drive it all night with the wheel of my car
it won´t leave me running for the door
and if the paints still wet i can just slow down
and it all goes away on the other side of town
and nothing is that easy anymore

and last night i asked if i could
take comfort in the rosewood
the road said nothing at all

well cos it don´t talk back unless the wind blows hard
i drive it all night with the wheel of my car
it won´t leave me running for the door
and if the paints still wet i can just slow down
and it all goes away on the other side of town
and nothing is that easy anymore

yeah cos it don´t talk back unless the wind blows hard
i drive it all night with the wheel of my car
it won´t leave me running for the door
and if the paints still wet i can just slow down
and it all goes away on the other side of town
and nothing is that easy anymore