Hawks on the highway, doves in the ditch
I know a fine way to scratch that itch
You going my way? You need a hitch?
If I get tired baby we can switch
Well these flights of fancy are getting old
I'm getting antsy the trail's gone cold but we
don't need a reason our souls are sold
We've got a piece of the open road
Radio stations come and go
Our destination's still unknown
I feel their eyes through the side window
Hawks on the highway circling low
Well they gave us power and they'll take it away
Hour to hour it's a brand new day, yeah but
we had it coming -we're all to blame
You can't have progress without some pain
It's a western romance about to crash
Went from a slow dance to a mad, mad dash, yeah but
every hero takes a sweet last breath
and I'm going to savour it life or death
Radio stations come and go
Our destination's still unknown
I feel their eyes through the side window
Hawks on the highway circling low
I know a fine way to scratch that itch
You going my way? You need a hitch?
If I get tired baby we can switch
Well these flights of fancy are getting old
I'm getting antsy the trail's gone cold but we
don't need a reason our souls are sold
We've got a piece of the open road
Radio stations come and go
Our destination's still unknown
I feel their eyes through the side window
Hawks on the highway circling low
Well they gave us power and they'll take it away
Hour to hour it's a brand new day, yeah but
we had it coming -we're all to blame
You can't have progress without some pain
It's a western romance about to crash
Went from a slow dance to a mad, mad dash, yeah but
every hero takes a sweet last breath
and I'm going to savour it life or death
Radio stations come and go
Our destination's still unknown
I feel their eyes through the side window
Hawks on the highway circling low