Out on the trans-Canada highway

There was a girl hitchhiking with her dog

Fireflies buzzin' round her head

Like candles in the fog



He was three miles down the road

Tryin' to stay up but he knew that he couldn't

She was looking for a ride through the night

But out there who wouldn't



They were bound for glory

Bound for living on the edge

They were bound for each other

Like two comets heading for the bed



She had a new way of living

New way of looking at life

He had an '84 International and two kids

He left back home with his wife



He was tired of writin' letters to himself

And living in the dark

She was open to suggestions

And some say she had a broken heart



He had everything he wanted

'Til it all turned out to be a job

One fallen asleep trucker

And a girl hitchhiking with her dog



They were bound for glory

Bound for living on the edge

They were bound for each other

Like two comets heading for the bed



She had a new way of living

New way of looking at life

He had an '84 International and two kids

He left back home with his wife



Out on the trans-Canada highway

The sun came climbing up the cab

By the time it hit the window they were up

>From what little sleep they had



When the heat hit the blankets

They were looking for love at second sight

Just starin' in each others' eyes

Findin' it in the early mornin' light



They were bound for glory

Bound for living on the edge

They were bound for each other

Like two blankets layin' on the bed



She had a new way of living

New way of looking at life

He had an '84 International and two kids

He left back home with his wife