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