It's been a long time since I've seen the high planes of Expectation

and I'm way past the lowlands and the deserts of Failure and Doubt

and the last time I passed through Satisfaction

I felt like a stranger there

Now I'm leaving Normal and I'm heading for Who Knows Where



"Excuse me mister, is that seat taken,

can I put my bag over here

You know this trip will go a whole lot smoother

if you take your hand from there

No, I'm not from around here

and my name's not Little Darling"

Why is there one in every crowd

and why do I atttract them?



Funny how the smell of a Greyhound bus

now smells like a fresh start to me

and now the sounds of the steelbelts on the blacktop

is now the sounds of breaking free



But I'd trade all those cancelled tickets

for a single return fair to a station

with a loved one waiting there



I've finally learned that there's good and bad

and that a girl can do some choosing

Of that I'm glad cause this hardened face

won't take any more bruising



Yeah, and the next time I fall into another's arms

there's one thing of which I'll be certain

Yeah, you can bare the weight of another, baby

without considering it a burden



It's been a long time since I've seen the high planes of Expectation

and I'm way past the lowlands and the deserts of Failure and Doubt

and the last time I passed through Satisfaction

I felt like a stranger there

Now I'm leaving Normal and I'm heading for Who Knows Where



Now I'm leaving Normal wherever I'm heading

I don't care