The Road
You're driving the highway you made on your face
Little red lines laid out through the state
And you're driving to leave him
And you're driving to forget him
And if I could say one thing
And if I could teach the whole world to sing
Where did it go?
Did you suppose you'd go
When I spent every living day on the road?
You've crumpled the map you've made on your face
'Cause, girl, you're chasing something that won't wait
And you're driving to leave him
And you're driving to forget him
El Camino
Estás conduciendo por la autopista que has marcado en tu rostro
Pequeñas líneas rojas trazadas a lo largo del estado
Y estás conduciendo para dejarlo
Y estás conduciendo para olvidarlo
Y si pudiera decir una cosa
Y si pudiera enseñarle al mundo entero a cantar
¿A dónde se fue?
¿Suponías que irías
Cuando pasé cada día viviente en el camino?
Has arrugado el mapa que has marcado en tu rostro
Porque, chica, estás persiguiendo algo que no esperará
Y estás conduciendo para dejarlo
Y estás conduciendo para olvidarlo