Put a bend in the road. I'm too lost and tired. To see where I'm going. What I left behind. And I'm moving so slow. Don't know when I'll arrive. So put a bend in the road. I'm growing tired of straight lines. I set off for the shore. And I finally slipped away. From the ones I adored. And the place I was raised. And I rode down the road. Just to watch it go by. And when and where is love?. Maybe nowhere tonight. Everyone needs a touch. Or a shoulder for crying. They say love is a crutch. They say love is blind. And that's all that she needed. But I could not supply. When a bend in the road. Put it out of my mind. There was a strange little girl. Who was everything I ever dreamed. I could love or be loved by. So put a bridge or a hill. Or a forest of pines. Or a river of blue. I can run along side. And I'll sleep when it's night. I follow all the signs. Just put a bend in the road. I'm growing tired of straight lines. Put a bend in the road. I'm growing tired of straight lines