I've been searching for a new direction,
now that I'm finally out here on my own.
Past regrets and a little recollection,
have brought me back to the place that I call home.
And I'm out and on the road again,
watching the clock as the weekends pass me by.
Turn up Turn up Turn up Turn up the radio. Turn it up loud
Get up Get up Get up Get up and get out,I gotta get out of this town.
I wont run, I wont leave until I stand and face my fears,
Am I coming in loud and clear?
I've been hunting for a new connection,
to pull me in and help me feel less alone.
And now I'm facing a head-on-collision,
I've gotta jet before my cover is blown.
And I'm out and on the road again,
watching the rearview as the weekends pass me by.
And Im gone, im off to live my life
with nothing but the sound of the stereo and my six string to survive.