I Can't Hide It,

So Good To Be Here.

Lost In Transit,

Out On A Free Year.

There's No Truth,

Eyeing Me Sideways.



Just A Telephone Booth,

On A Highway.



I Ain't Hiding,

There's Been No Breakdown.

Where I'm Aiming,

I See The Sundown.

One Horizon,

Eyeing Me Sideways.



Just A Telephone Booth,

On A Highway.



Everything For Miles,

Is High On The Silence.

Everything's My Way.



Where I'm Calling,

There's No Religion.

No-one Falling,

My Absolution.

Is All Truth,

Eyeing Me Sideways.



In A Telephone Booth,

On A Highway.



I Stand Ready,

For Any New Direction.

That The Sun May Lead Me Down.

Everything For Miles,

Is High On The Silence.

Everything's My Way.



In A Telephone Booth,

On A Highway.