Throwin? pictures out the window, scattered by the way the wind blows Bye-Bye Baby that?s the last I?ll see of you Shoebox full of old love letters; I?ll tear each one ?till I feel better And I won?t look back, ?cause I don?t like the view. What my heart needs now is rest So I?m packin? up and I?m headin? west My mind?s made up, I?ll put it to the test Pushin? myself and this old machine Burnin? fumes and what?s left of my dreams Let ?em go ?cause I don?t need no strings Just give me a road and a little gasoline. We talked in circles ?till the words ran out, and it all came out in an angry shout Before I knew it I was in 3rd gear and gone. Well this has been comin? for a long, long time. If I said I?m sorry, well I?d be lyin? If you think I?d never make it you?d be wrong. What my heart needs now is rest So I?m packin? up and I?m headin? west My mind?s made up, I?ll put it to the test Pushin? myself and this old machine Burnin? fumes and what?s left of my dreams Let ?em go ?cause I don?t need no strings Just give me a road and a little gasoline. Just give me a road and a little gasoline.