Call the folks, leave a note, lock the 

Doors and windows

Pack the truck, here's to luck

Here's to how the wind blows

Now lose the map and compass

Now read the signs obey the lines

Follow all your hunches

'Cause now it's just the open road

One small heart and a great big soul that's driving



Radio singing low just like a true companion

L.A.'s lights wavy bright, they follow like a lantern

Then morning comes and desert sun

Rises like redemption

Another day to make your way from answer

Back to question

Out here on the open road

One small heart and a great big soul that's driving



No set of directions, no shortcuts

Just some empty soda cans,

Some cigarette butts

The key to traveling light is to 

Not need very much



Late tonight you'll see the lights of a

Thousand stars above you

And at a roadside stop you'll

Call to talk to a voice

Back home that swears to love you

But at the sound of the tone you'll

Hang up the phone

And peel out of that joint

You might try again God knows when;

At least they got the point

They lost you to the open road, one small heart

And a great big soul 

That's driving, driving

Out here on the open road

One small heart and a great big soul that's driving