Fire In the Canyon-Fountains Of Wayne

Thre's fire in the canyon Rain on the plain And an eerie kind of sadness On the highway today Was it driving together That drove us apart? Or did we change direction Chasing arrows and hearts We've been wandering alone such a long time Lose our way as we go town to town Believe us to be born into a path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down And I'm checking out the roadsigns Highway hotels And their air-conditioned cable-ready cold padded cells And we read them like stories In trash magazines we ain't really sure what it means We've been wandering alone such a long time Lose our way as we go town to town Believe us to be born into a path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down Well I'll ride the motorway For a thousand miles a day Til the road runs out of blacktop Or I will this world away And each town is steeped in rain And I know each one by name Cause this road is wrapped around me And I wear it like a chain We've been wandering alone such a long time Lose our way as we go town to town Believe us to be born into a path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down Believe us to be born into a path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down