| Song | Highways and Broken Hearts |
| Artist | Eli Young Band |
| Album | Level |
| 作曲 : Young | |
| Highways and | |
| Broken Hearts | |
| He never knew their names and never really cared | |
| Lying to himself, he was never just a young kid scared | |
| Living on his own with no one to hold on to | |
| Nowhere to go and nothing to do | |
| But lie awake and pray that one-day | |
| Someone will come his way | |
| Chorus: All | |
| He knows are | |
| Highways and broken hearts, late nights and old guitars | |
| Wondering where you are, you're so far away | |
| His shoes are worn and tired and not at their best | |
| Like a gypsy never sure where he's going next | |
| Superficial friends, and girls with glazed over eyes | |
| It's a good time, but just for the night | |
| Then off he'll go to maybe | |
| Mexico Then off through | |
| Colorado All | |
| He knows are | |
| Highways and broken hearts, late nights and old guitars | |
| Wondering where you are, you're so far away | |
| Staring through the walls of that motel room | |
| Reflecting on his days, the route he's seemed to choose | |
| Will good outshine bad, can he turn this thing around | |
| Should he drop to his knees, just give up now | |
| Begging for release in the night | |
| Has he gone too far to fight? | |
| All He knows are | |
| Highways and broken hearts, late nights and old guitars | |
| Wondering where you are, you're so far away [Thanks to Tanika for lyrics] |
| zuò qǔ : Young | |
| Highways and | |
| Broken Hearts | |
| He never knew their names and never really cared | |
| Lying to himself, he was never just a young kid scared | |
| Living on his own with no one to hold on to | |
| Nowhere to go and nothing to do | |
| But lie awake and pray that oneday | |
| Someone will come his way | |
| Chorus: All | |
| He knows are | |
| Highways and broken hearts, late nights and old guitars | |
| Wondering where you are, you' re so far away | |
| His shoes are worn and tired and not at their best | |
| Like a gypsy never sure where he' s going next | |
| Superficial friends, and girls with glazed over eyes | |
| It' s a good time, but just for the night | |
| Then off he' ll go to maybe | |
| Mexico Then off through | |
| Colorado All | |
| He knows are | |
| Highways and broken hearts, late nights and old guitars | |
| Wondering where you are, you' re so far away | |
| Staring through the walls of that motel room | |
| Reflecting on his days, the route he' s seemed to choose | |
| Will good outshine bad, can he turn this thing around | |
| Should he drop to his knees, just give up now | |
| Begging for release in the night | |
| Has he gone too far to fight? | |
| All He knows are | |
| Highways and broken hearts, late nights and old guitars | |
| Wondering where you are, you' re so far away Thanks to Tanika for lyrics |