Lonely As a Highway

Some nights if I'm lucky I can put my head down And try to sleep for at least part of the night But my bed is always empty pretty soon I'll start aching To feel someone wrapped in my arms I need a sweet voice in the darkness to chase away the gloom But instead I'm as lonely as A highway in the night Midnight's come again and I'm on my way home To my empty apartment and a silent telephone With the TV for company I strum my guitar And I try to leave the day behind me It sin't long before the solitude gets to me I look around and I'm as lonely as a highway in the night You know it's getting harder to find time anymore To clean up my dishes or to sweep my kitchen floor With all this running around you would think I'd meet someone Who might like to spend some time with me But when I'm finally able to get home for some rest My little bed is just as lonely as a highway in the night