"One day I'll remember. Remember everything that happened: the good, the bad, those who survived... and those that did not."

On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines moanin' out it's one note song
You can think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
When you riding sixteen hours with nothing much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin', you just wish the trip was through

Here I am, on the road again
There I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playin' star again
There I go, turn the page

Later in the evening, as you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringin' in your head
You smoke the days last cigarette, rememberin' what she said
What she said