Ghost Towns Along the Highway

Ghost towns along the highway

Guess no one wants to live around here any more

Ghost towns along the highway

Listen to the wind blow through

The cracks on the boarded-up doorsBut our love keeps on moving

To the nearest faraway place

I guess no one believes in

Ghost towns along the highway

Ghost towns along the main highwayPerhaps it's the crossroads of another time

Maybe it's too lonely out here

But I can hear the voices of misery crying

Some day these highways will all disappearBut our love keeps on moving

And the wind keeps blowing us around

I guess no one believes in

Ghost towns along the highway

Ghost towns along the main highwayGhost towns along the highway

So many people used to call this place home

Ghost towns along the highway

I guess folks, they just bound to roamBut our love keeps on moving

To the nearest faraway place

And I guess no one believes in

Ghost towns along the highway

Ghost towns along the main highway