There's a lone car out on the highway
a car without a home,
a car nobody knows
a car all alone,
driving down the empty road.
It drives the long and lonesome highway
looking for a place to rest,
looking for a friend,
someone to bring it in
out of the darkness.
It drives the straight and narrow highway
looking for hitchhikers,
people who need the car,
people who have a heart,
but they haven't come so far.
If there was someone to help out on the highway,
someone to care about,
someone to bring them out
into a little house,
someone to love them now,
it would be so happy on that highway,
feel so free inside,
feel so alive,
have more strength to fight
on this road of life.
There's a lone car out on the highway.
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