The road has so many turnings
That it's hard to make a choice
To run ahead... or to follow
And in the meddle of the jouney
I can hear a voice... crying low
What's your name boy?
What's your name boy?
So I looked around every corner
And I stoped (?) every turn
I saw no reason... to question
And out there in the distance
A man held out his hand
Pointing (?)... To the highway
That's where you've got to be boy
To be free boy
Turn you head around...
Turn you head around...
Turn you head around...
See where you came from
Turn you head around...
Turn you head around...
Turn you head around...
See who you are
The time is lost and the (?) is won
Now I'm going... on the highway
Turn you head around...
Turn you head around...
Turn you head around...
See where you came from
Turn you head around...
Turn you head around...
Turn you head around...
See who you are