From the recording The Running River
Lyrics
The snow does not know
which way the wind blows.
It's travels with no destination
Like the man who needs a tow
Passing through getting old
Never taking a reservation
To wake up and say
starting with this day
I now travel to the end
To pass through crossroads
He'll never know
For a while, He will spend
Traveling is easy
From the beginning
Begin with your fresh new start
But old tires they get worn
Road maps become torn
It's forever in your heart
Believe me if you could
That engine under your hood
Will misfire sometimes run ruff
You'll need that high octane
For that empty tank
And quit taking all that stuff
The old age barrier
keeps on getting scarier
If left, with nothing else to do
So get on those two feet
With a brain you'll keep
Tomorrow, it's here for you
Traveling is easy
On from the beginnings
Begin your fresh new start
But old tires get worn
Road maps become torn
It's forever in your heart