Wheels on the pavement turning
Pushing me down the road
I had to get out of town to see
How far into faraway I'd go
And the moon was rising as the sun sank low
I saw the scorching desert
I saw the ice and snow
I saw the starlit mountains
And the beckoning forest, dark below
Sometimes, when you're running
You can circle back around
In the hush of the evening
I can hear a lonesome sound
If I had wings like a dove I'd fly to the wilderness
And ask you to shelter me from myself