

He kept a folded piece of paper in his bottom drawer
With destinations that he'd never had the budget for
He worked two jobs to keep our futures safe and bright
And folded up his dreams
every single night
We found that old yellowed map today
And knew
exactly what we had to say
You gave us the road,
now we'll give you the journey
(yes we will) We're packing the car and we're starting the motor
Every single town on that dusty old page We're chasing the sunset
with you center stage
We crossed the state line as the morning light was breaking
We saw the oceanside we'd never had a chance of making He
held his old list with a tear in his eye
And crossed off the first name under the open sky
You gave us the road,
now we'll give you the journey
(yeah, we will) We're packing the car and we're starting the motor
Every single town on that dusty old page We're chasing the sunset
with you center stage
No more working late for you,
dad
(ooh, no more) Just the open highway ahead