Roundabout

1 A.M., the club is closing down. It's been a long day

We're on a great big road trip from coast to coast

The map is in our hands, wave goodbye and off we go

Tell you what we wanna do

This adventure is our history, we're out here on our own

Whoa, here we go

We'll never get there, we'll never get there

If we didn't, who would care?

6 A.M., the sky is turning light. Wish I could go home

LA to Salt Lake in one long night

The sun is coming up but my body feels cold inside

What am I doing?

This adventure is our history, we're out here on our own

Then there are times when

I feel so alone and no one knows who I am

Then there are times when

The only thing I wish for is a friend

Then there are times when

The kids we meet mean more to us

Than we ever thought they could

Whoa, here we go

We'll never get there, we'll never get there

If we didn't, who would care?

Driving all day, driving all night

Asking for direction, should've taken right

Sleeping on the floor, driving through the snow

A sweaty, smoky venue at every single show

El Diablo is our home ooo

Still one question: where'd the time go?

Whoa, here we go

We'll never get there, we'll never get there

If we didn't, who would care?

Whoa, here we go

We'll never get there, we'll never get there

If we didn't, who would care?