I've stopped asking people for directions to places that they've never been
I've stopped looking backwards and started keeping my eyes on the road again
There's a Lincoln in my blindspot
There's a Cadi on my tail
I'm the one who's gonna blaze the trail
I've got miles to go in my own lane
I've got wheels to burn thru the night
Yah my heart knows how to run
But it's two strikes against one
There's no getting in my way this time
I've got miles to go in my own lane

You don't need to worry about what time I get to Memphis cause I'll get there
You don't need to worry about the dashes on the pavement that we don't share
Well I'm almost to the state line
And I'm going off the rails
Riding around with noone but myself

Well you can take the low road
Or you can take the high
But whatever way you go
Just don't go mine"