I stopped to get directions,

I'd found I'd lost my way

Tread wearing thin

Gas running low

Pick up a map,

None of them show

Where to go

I keep taking turns

Because no one seems to know

Cars collided early

On the highway

And I can't help but think

The next one will be me

Take it fast, take it slow

Enjoy the scenes

Because you never know

Which mile will be your last

On this mysterious road.