Prisoner Of The Highway - Margo Price

I grew where I was planted

But I never felt at home

My head was filled with questions

And my feet, they long to roam

My arms reached out like branches

But my heart just couldn’t stay

I left the moment that I could, a prisoner of the highway

I passed by farms and trailers

As I drove through little towns

I found trouble in the city

I never set my suitcase down

And in those empty alleys

Where retaining walls decay

I just kept a-moving as a prisoner of the highway

Ooh, and I don’t know where I’m headed

Ooh, and I don’t know where it ends

Well, the wind, it felt like freedom

As it whipped through my hair

I was everywhere and everyone

I was nobody and nowhere

Oh, the map was written on my hand and in my DNA

I believe that I was meant to be a prisoner of the highway

Had chains around my ankles

Handcuffs on my wrists

I was haunted by decisions

And simple things I missed

Dear God, why do I wander?

Was I born this way?

And I prayed he would release me as a prisoner of the highway

Ooh, and I don’t know where I’m headed

Ooh, and I don’t know where it ends

I sacrificed my family

Sacrificed true love

I sacrificed my unborn child to the heavens up above

Oh, there was not a limit

To those I would betray

Oh, i was deep down in it as a prisoner of the highway

I just kept a-moving as a prisoner of the highway (Highway, ooh)