Angeline slipped out the door an hour before dawn    The folks in town would never know what she was running from    I was waiting for her up at Exit 41    She didn't know where I was going    She just knew where she had been    I took her up to Burmingham where she knew she had a friend    A little shaken up    But her tears were dry by then   I see people come and go    Each on a different path    Some chasing new beginnings    Some running from their past    Me, I just keep rollin' on    While others fade away    Mile after mile Day after day    I am the highway    I've seen flowers blooming on the shoulder of the road    Tied to little wooden crosses    For those who didn't make it home    Some folks breaking down    Some getting where they want to go    I see people come and go    Each on a different path    Some chasing new beginnings    Some running from their past    Me, I just keep rollin' on    While others fade away    Mile after mile Day after day    I am the highway I am the highway    I have no beginning    And I don't have an end    You might turn around    But there's no going back again    So the trick is to enjoy the ride    And learn from where you've been    Stretching out to the horizon    As time just fades away    Mile after mile Day after day    I am the highway    I am the highway