It's a muggy night in Houston And all the intersections are like full serve stations I'm on my way to a familiar place It's cold in Kansas city And you can no more hear me than I can see your face How I wish it was just you and me We wouldn't have to talk above the crowd We wouldn't have to talk so loud 'Cause I give you my life and all I am But what have I to give So I hand you a candid photograph of this little boy 'Cause I've nothing to my name But I can give you that I don't miss the driving Seems like forever And I'm always driving in my mind And wearing out the road that gets me there And I'm driving till my eyes just can't see straight But I suppose that it's getting late (Refrão) I may never find the sleep I've lost all feeling in my hands and Feet may touch the ground but My mind's somewhere north of here (Refrão)