It's a muggy night in Houston   And all the intersections are like full service stations   I'm on my way to a familiar place   It's cold in Kansas City   And you can no more hear me than I can see your face   How I wish it was just you and me      We wouldn't have to talk above the crowd   We wouldn't have to talk so loud      I give you my life and all I am   But what I have to give   So I hand you a candid photograph of this little boy   'Cause I have nothing to my name   But I can give you that      I don't miss the driving   Seems like forever    And I'm always driving in my mind   And wearing out the road that gets me there      And I'm driving till my eyes just can't see straight   But I suppose that it's getting late      I may never find the sleep    I've lost all feeling in my hands and   Feet may touch the ground but   My mind's somewhere north of here