I will drive down Highway One.
It’s the end that’s just begun.
And I’m cruising 110,
Going nowhere — the road is my best friend
White Line Fever has got in my blood
I’m a river running full flood.
One road all around this land,
Like the lifeline in my hand.
Out from nowhere the radio sings
Of distant memories that tug on my heartstrings.
I feel twisted, feeling uptight,
As her face keeps fading from sight
In the wild, In the wild, In the wild
In the wild, In the wild, In the wild
See me spinning out in the sun
I will burn on Highway One.
I’m just burning in the sun,
I can’t stop until she comes.
In the wild, In the wild, In the wild
In the wild, In the wild, In the wild
So wild and I’m dry
It’s so dry
And it’s so dry
And it feels so dry, it’s so dry
So dry, it’s so dry
So dry, it’s so dry
It’s so dry