I hitched a ride with a vending machine
repair man
He says he's been down this road
more than twice
He was high on intellectualism
I've never been there but the brochure
looks nice
Jump in, let's go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes
Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer
to feeling fine
He's got a daughter, he calls Easter
She was born on a Tuesday night
I'm just wondering why
I feel so all alone
Why I'm a stranger in my own life
Jump in, let's go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes
Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer
to feeling fine

I've been swimming in a sea of anarchy
I've been living on coffee and nicotine
I've been wond'ring if all the things
I've seen were ever real
Were ever really happening
(Were ever really happening)
Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer
feeling fine
(Everyday is a winding road)
(Everyday is a winding road)
(Everyday is a winding road)