Number Six Driver

The good news out here on the highway
Is the speed limit’s just a suggestion
But the bad news, alone on the highway
Is I’m praying for some two-car congestion
It’s the path of least resistance
I can measure my distance
By a marathon runner’s nightmare
I’ve got two states behind me
I don’t need you to remind me
I’m still not getting anywhere
And there’s a cold wind blowing through Wyoming
'Cause there’s no one here to tell it otherwise
And there’s free hot coffee for the number six driver
Virginia in my eyes
Virginia in my eyes
There are wires in the middle of an ocean
Making static and electric noises
And I can talk to you across an ocean
Making faraway human voices
But I cannot see the morning
And the vision I am forming
Is of a landlocked, never-ending night
I’ve got two states behind me
And I’m needing you to find me
And deliver me clean and whole--
And morning bright!
Virginia in my eyes…
Virginia in my eyes…
Virginia in my eyes…