I have these dreams of driving home To the static on the radio And I walk slowly inside To a place I call my own But how these months turn into years And you find you're fighting second gear And home ain't here on the road Where the dream again appears Running down my life I hope I'm running right Chasing the white line, ooh I'm Running down my life Babe, you draw me like a drug Tempting me to give this running up And we'd see where it leads Maybe settle down in love But like the venom of a snake The call to leave begins to slowly ache And I'm gone with the light And another one damns my name Running down my life I hope I'm running right Chasing the white line, ooh I'm Running down my life Running down my life I hope I'm running right Chasing the white line, ooh Running down my life Running down my life I hope I'm running right Closing twenty-five, ooh I'm Running down my life