People say I wonder why. Why do the stars twinkle in the sky? Why do lovers ever say goodbye? People say I wonder why.
People say I wonder how. How do men and women ever get along? And people say I wonder where. Where do the brokenhearted park their cars? Where do the brokenhearted ever find to park their cars?
Down Mystery Road. Down Mystery Road again and again. You build up your hopes. You let them back down. Bye bye baby my friend. Bye bye baby my friend. Bye bye baby my friend.
The lights look bright comin over the hill. In the moonlit night I do believe that we're in Nowheresville.
How long til the `dozers roll daddy? How long til we get the news? How long til that stupid highway beats a path straight to our door? Straight to our door.