It's a light in the window
It's a dim view of the places we go
We're staring straight up
And all I can see
All I can see
Is a little piece
Of a great big sky
Staring back at me
Here's four corners
No blind man to warn us
You wonder a little
Who might be falling
Asleep at the wheel
Asleep at the wheel
But it's ok the night's beauty
Chases it away
Under a cross
Made out of endless stars
There's not a soul
For hundreds of miles
So we get a flat tire
And we're so far away
That there's no light
So the driver lights a match
And just sets the fields
Of brush alight
I walk away
Stretch my legs a bit
There's one restaurant
For no other reason
Than to feed this one bus
When it passes
I'm all alone
Dirty but not broke
Just curious
I don't belong here
But nobody can tell
That I'm a stranger
In a strange land
As long as I don't speak
I'm just another man