Every branch on every tree All the rivers and their streams Broken fence, forgotten door Looks like the one we passed before Every highway opens up And slips into the blue Every road I travel on Will lead me back to you Tires, hum your mellow tune The show lit by a yellow moon We dream of incandescent eyes The elegy of engine sighs Will bury our goodbyes Holding comfort like a crutch Write too little, read too much In whispering words of wooing woe Don't see the cornfield for the crows And when I try to call you up To tell you something new The heart of what it started from Is just something to get through All the hours inside the bars That go from beers to borrowed cars That idle in the snow, the more we hear the less we know We win the soundcheck, lose the show Though every highway opened up And slipped into the blue The road I chose to travel on Led me away from you When every highway opened up And slipped into the blue We raised the road into the sky To bring me back to you