Lyrics

Worn out hands, worn out shoes, a worn out set of worn out blues,
I’ve been too long this way.
Feels like any other day, I think I heard someone say,
He’s out on that lonely highway.
Passing through, Passing through I’m just passing through,
Seems I’ve been this way before.
Passing through, Searching for a light upon my way,
One to guide me to a better day.
On that sunset highway, caught lightening in a bottle,
Wind in my hair, stars in my eyes out there.
Soaring so high I looked back at the clouds,
Saw pathways of lifetimes behind.
I piled up so many tomorrows, with empty yesterdays,
It didn’t seem to matter much to me.
Wrong way turns that led to those old lost highways,
I found my way out of that maze.
Passing through, Passing through I’m just passing through,
Seems I’ve been this way before.
Passing through, Searching for a light upon my way,
One to guide me to a better day.
One to help me find my way.