Driving to work Where the work I do is fine Try to make enough to buy Some beer and wine Every day, another day Passes right on by So fast it feels like when I pass Another passer-by Driving but I don't know where to go My book of life is losing pages Flying high and low Why should I reach for these Old outdated guarantees When I can just write what I know The harder I push The faster I go Leading towards a life that I Want to know Leaving behind the life I knew to be Heading towards a different mystery Driving but I don't know where to go My book of life is losing pages Flying high and low Why should I reach for these Old outdated guarantees When I can just write what I know Look at me Made it here Where I want to be Who's to say, anyway Only me, only me Driving but I don't know where to go My book of life is losing pages Flying high and low Why should I reach for these Old outdated guarantees When I can just write what I know Just what I know