Words and music by Dar Williams    Have I got everything? Am I ready to go?  Is it going to be wild, is it gonna be the best time?  Or am I just a-saying so-o-o-o? Am I ready to go?  What do I hear when I say I hear the call of the road?    I think it started with driving, more speed, more deals, more  sky, more wheels  More things to leave behind, now it's all in a day for the  modern mind  And I am traveling again  Calling this a ghost town, and where is the heartland?  And I'm afraid, oh, was there any good reason, that I had to go  When all I know is I can never come back.     Traveling I made a friend, he had a trouble in his head  And all he could say's that he knew that the bottle  Drank the woman from his bed, from his bed  He said "I'm not gonna lose that way again."  But sober is just like driving, more joy, more dread, someone  turns her head  And smiles and disappears   He's gotta take it like it is, and it goes too fast  And he is just like me, caught in-between, no sage advisor  Does weary mean wiser?   And someday will I sing the mountains that carried me away away  From home and hometown boys like you?    Yeah, but what about us? Was it really that bad?  Oh it's hard to believe I want a highway roadstop  More than all the times we had, on little dirt roads  What am I reaching for that's better than a hand to hold?  It really was about driving, not fame, not wealth,  Not driving away from myself  It's just myself drove away from me   And now I gotta get it back and it goes so fast, so I am traveling  again  Sitting at the all-nite, picking up a pen  And I'm afraid, oh, was there any good reason  That I had to go, when all I know is I am all alone again  And you are the ghost town, and I am the heartland  And I can say, oh, that's a very good reason  That I had to go, but now all I know is I can never come back  And I will never go back.