This old backseat that I call home
Suits me well when it's time to roam
Long road ahead, ride toward the sun
Maybe head out west, where there's room to run
Well old boy, there's a world to see
Feel the air in your hair, learn what it means to be free
Maybe soon you'll find a place to stay
But for now it's best you're on your way
Well I tap my hands, maybe hum a song
Spend a day and then just drift along
Can't stand the weight, can't stand the light
So I keep on moving 'til it feels right
Well old boy, you know me well
Is it time to buy or is it time to sell?
Maybe soon you'll find a place to stay
But for now it's best you're on your way