It's a muggy night in Houston
   And all the intersections are like full service 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
  
   I give my life and all I am
   But what I have to give
   So I hand you a candid photograph of this little boy
   'Cause I have 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
  
   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