Travelin' On

I was traveling on,
The wind was fast and
Her eyes were cold.
Can you get me there,
Can you get me fast
I have miles to go.
I was making plans
I was giving demands
With an air assault
And I had be down
Now I'm heading up
I have friends I know
Can you hear the sounds
Of dad's eight track stereo?
Never the had the chance to thank him I had to go.
Had my mind set up on a girl who took my soul.
Sometimes you got to get there,
Sometimes you don't know where you're gonna go