Wanna make it home by sundown. Nights are getting cold and autumns closing in
I've been, traveling around from station to station. Searching for a song with an old familiar line
Getting lost in the radio, trying to find my way back home. Who knows?
I've been traveling on that old September Road. Two lanes and wind vanes but the arrows don't point where to go
She packed her bags, for California. She dreams she's gonna be a big star under that spotlight shine
They said she climes the hills, out in the valley. She made it all the way to the top of that Hollywood sign
Getting lost in the lights below. Trying to find her way back home. She knows
I've been traveling on that old September Road. Two lanes and wind vanes but the arrows don't point where to go
Wanna make it home by sundown. Nights are getting cold and autumns closing in.