(Mary Chapin Carpenter/John Jennings)



He pulled out in a cloud of dust

Laying rubber and spewing rust

And on any road he'd take

He'd have his foot on the pedal and my heart on the brake

Underneath the smooth tar curves

A road is only dust and dirt

On a lonely interchange

The signs all look the same



'Cause a road is just a road and a feeling's just a feeling

No matter where you go, from Waterloo to Wichita

A road is just a road that the one you love is leaving on

And midnight's another dawn, 100 miles ago

His wheels spun out of sight of me

Believing that I'd set him free

But I'd heard the voice of the prisoner

Saying he couldn't get enough of her



You go by land, you go by air

You go by sea, hell I don't care

You can go any way you choose

Wearing out the soles of your traveling shoes



And a road is just a road and a feeling's just a feeling

No matter where you go, from Bangor, Maine to Bakersfield

A road is just a road that the one you love is leaving on

And midnight's another dawn, a hundred miles ago



And every sleepless night I see him

Screaming by the scenery

Not noticing another mile

That's rolled down between him and me



'Cause a road is just a road and a feeling's just a feeling

No matter where you go, from Saskatoon to San Antone

A road is just a road that the one you love is leaving on

And midnight's another dawn, a hundred miles ago



Yes, a road is just a road and a feeling's just a feeling

No matter where you go, from San Bernardino to Sault Ste. Marie

A road is just a road that the one you love is leaving on

And midnight's another dawn, a hundred miles ago