this highway

I don't know what I'm doing
but I guess I'll do it anyway
I don't need instruction
to do what I'm gonna do today
this is what I'm gonna do
spend the day trying to make it through
this highway that I call the blues
is in my rear view mirror

I don't know where I'm going
but Lord knows I'm going there
some signs read you're welcome here
some signs read of despair
this is the choice for me to make
a question of repair or break
this highways filled with my mistakes
I can't see any clearer

          this highway
          will not let me on its onramp
          this highway
          does not give a single damn
          this highway
          is not exactly who I am
          but it thinks it owns me