| Where did you come from | |
| what do you want from me | |
| hit that snare drum | |
| kick the ground running | |
| whose are these feelings coming over me | |
| don't you call me | |
| When I'm on the road, road, road, road, road | |
| when I'm on the road, when I'm on the road | |
| You don't need me | |
| that's pure fantasy | |
| may be delightful | |
| but also frightful | |
| I live freely | |
| almost completely | |
| so don't you want me | |
| When I'm about to go, go, go, go, go | |
| when I'm about to go, when I'm about to go | |
| The cushion is warm by your side | |
| twilight speaks from your eyes | |
| tracing the corners of our mind | |
| what can I leave here behind | |
| Before I go, go, go, go, go | |
| gonna hit the road, gonna hit the road | |
| I'm no heiress | |
| he could care less | |
| my hair's a mess and | |
| I'm not embarrassed | |
| the one I live for | |
| the man I adore | |
| and keeps me coming back for more | |
| He's the road, road, road, road,.road | |
| We could be safer combined | |
| oh how our feelings don't lie | |
| escaping the corners of my mind | |
| so more of you can stay inside | |
| With me on the road, road, road, road, road | |
| gonna hit the road, gonna hit the road | |
| on and on it goes, gonna hit the road | |
| on and on I go |