One Small Heart
Call the folks, leave a note, lock the doors and windows
Pack the truck, here's to luck, here's to how the wind blows
Got the cash, got the gas, now lose the map and compass
Now read the signs, obey the lines, follow all your hunches
'Cause now it's just an the open road
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving
Radio singing low just like a true companion
L.A.'s lights wavy bright, they follow like a lantern
Then morning comes and desert sun rises like redemption
Another day to make your way from answer back to question
Out here on the open road
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving
No set of directions, no shortcuts
Just some empty soda cans, some cigarette butts
The key to traveling light is to not need very much
Late tonight you'll see the lights of a thousand stars above you
And at a roadside stop you'll call to talk to a voice back home that swears they love you
But at the sound of the tone you'll hang up the phone and peel out of that joint
You'll try again, God knows when; at least they got the point
They lost you to the open road, one small heart and a great big soul
That's driving, driving
Out here on the open road
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving
Pack the truck, here's to luck, here's to how the wind blows
Got the cash, got the gas, now lose the map and compass
Now read the signs, obey the lines, follow all your hunches
'Cause now it's just an the open road
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving
Radio singing low just like a true companion
L.A.'s lights wavy bright, they follow like a lantern
Then morning comes and desert sun rises like redemption
Another day to make your way from answer back to question
Out here on the open road
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving
No set of directions, no shortcuts
Just some empty soda cans, some cigarette butts
The key to traveling light is to not need very much
Late tonight you'll see the lights of a thousand stars above you
And at a roadside stop you'll call to talk to a voice back home that swears they love you
But at the sound of the tone you'll hang up the phone and peel out of that joint
You'll try again, God knows when; at least they got the point
They lost you to the open road, one small heart and a great big soul
That's driving, driving
Out here on the open road
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving
Credits
Writer(s): Mary Chapin Carpenter
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