These fifteen-hour drives and all of these sleepless nights are taking hold of me. 
So turn up the radio and keep singing on and on 
We like it fast out on the road out on the road. 
What will the highway signs bring to us tomorrow? 
The passing headlights will burn through our eyes 
But we keep driving through the night. 
Until we see, signal tower lights in the trees 
They're shining through. 
Is it just me or does everyone seem better off away from home? 
So turn up the radio and keep singing on and on 
Because in one more year it will all begin to fade away 
Just like that old photograph of us as [bad word] in the summer heat. 
One more year and we wake up from this dream. 
Lets break away from the routine days that tear us down at the seams. 
One more year, we will wake up from this dream. 
Is it just me or does everyone seem better off away from home?