The good news out here on the highway

Is the speed limit’s just a suggestion

But the bad news alone on the highway

Is I’m praying for some two-car congestion

It’s the path of least resistance

I can measure my distance

By a marathon runner’s nightmare

I’ve got two states behind me

I don’t need you to remind me

I’m still not getting anywhere

And there’s a cold wind blowing in Wyoming

‘Cause there’s no one here to tell it otherwise

And free hot coffee for the number six driver

Virginia in my eyes

Virginia in my eyes

There are wires in the middle of an ocean

Making static and electric noises

But I can talk to you across the ocean

Making faraway human voices

But I cannot see the morning

And the vision I am forming

Is of a landlocked, never-ending night

I've got two states behind me

And I'm needing you to find me

And deliver me clean and whole and morning bright

And there’s a cold wind blowing in Wyoming

‘Cause there’s no one here to tell it otherwise

And free hot coffee for the number six driver

Virginia in my eyes

Virginia in my eyes

The good news out here on the highway

Is everything in life is a suggestion

But the bad news alone on the highway

Is each question just begs another question

And there’s a cold wind blowing in Wyoming

‘Cause there’s no one here to tell it otherwise

And free hot coffee for the number six driver

Virginia in my eyes

Virginia in my eyes