I watch them pass out my window
First street and second and third
I watch all these lives roll by
Fly over the city like a bird
They tell me I need to be grounded
But there's still more songs to be sung
I've only got five fingers
And I'm only counting on one
Cause the road will go as long as you want it to
But won't be free of ice and snow
And I'll bid you farewell
But hear me when I tell you
Pack your heart in your suitcase when you go
So I'll pass you by in the city
And just for a moment our eyes meet
And I see your worn old suitcase
Looking for spare change at our feet
She's left him on the sidewalk to play old show tunes in the bar
His eyes are tired and empty now
Creating drawings of her in the stars
Cause the road will go as long as you want it to
But won't be free of ice and snow
And I'll bid you farewell
But hear me when I tell you
Pack your heart in your suitcase when you go
For we are all travelers with suitcases protecting our beating, yearning, turning hearts
And while some find themselves a place to sleep
Most of us wind up back to the start
Cause the road will go as long as you want it to
But won't be free of ice and snow
And I'll bid you farewell
But hear me when I tell you
Pack your heart in your suitcase when you go