Looking out at the [bad word] under my wheels
Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields
In sixty-five I was seventeen [bad word] up one-o-one
I don't know where [bad word] now, I'm [bad word] on
 [bad word] on [bad word] on empty [bad word] on [bad word] blind [bad word] on [bad word] into the sun
But [bad word] behind

Gotta do what you can just to keep your love alive
Trying not to confuse it with what you do to survive
In sixty-nine I was twenty-one and I called the road my own
I don't know when that road turned onto the road I'm on
 [bad word] on [bad word] on empty [bad word] on [bad word] blind [bad word] on [bad word] into the sun
But [bad word] behind

Everyone I know, everywhere I go
People need some reason to believe
I don't know about anyone but me
If it takes all night, that'll be all right
If I can get you to smile before I leave

Looking out at the [bad word] under my wheels
I don't know how to tell you all just how crazy this life feels
I look around for the friends that I used to turn to, to pull me through
Looking into their eyes I see [bad word] too
 [bad word] on [bad word] on empty [bad word] on [bad word] blind [bad word] on [bad word] into the sun
But [bad word] behind

Honey, you really tempt me
You know the way you look so kind
I'd love to stick around
But [bad word] behind
 [bad word] on
You know I don't even know what I'm hoping to find [bad word] behind [bad word] into the sun but [bad word] behind