People On The Highway - Pentangle

There’s people on the highway

People in the towns

You just can’t get away;

I’m a-going to the mountains

Going by the sea

You won’t see me again

Gonna move on buddy

Gonna leave my trouble and worry behind

Find a new home to rest my uneasy mind

For it’s better to be going

Better to be moving

Than clinging to your past;

Love is made from living

And dreams are made of sleeping

Better catch it while it lasts

Sweet lady she won’t call

Or knock upon my door

She won’t see me at all;

And every word I’ve said

Everything I done

Will not turn her pretty head

Now if I stay I’ll lose out

For the dealer deals too fast

And the game’s turned about;

So I think I’ll try a new game

One I understand

Then my life won’t be in vain

When you’re feeling kind of blue

Kind of mixed up inside

And good times are few;

When every day brings the rain

In a never ending flood

And you’re on your own again

And when it’s hard to decide

What should be your next move

And what’d be the outcome;

And when sunny days roll by

And pass you unnoticed

And time ceases to run