Nothing's cookin' but the rain The rain that's pouring down I can tell you when the silence came But now it's hanging to the ground All slow motion and hazy here Inside this room of mine If the morning don't disappear Faith will take me down the line I wish I was Jeff Bridges Moving down the highway With the wind blowing through my hair If you're getting tired of faking it Why don't you do go fuck someone else? If you're getting tired of losin' it Don't ask me to come and help I believe that we can all escape I believe the light will shine I wish I was Jeff Bridges Moving down the highway With the wind blowing through my hair All I would ask of you Remember me for what I've done And not for what I didn't do And not for what I didn't do I wish I was Jeff Bridges Moving down the highway With the wind blowing through my hair I wish I was Jeff Bridges Moving down the highway On a road that's taking me somewhere Somewhere...