Leaving Normal Cowboy Junkies

It's been a long time since I've seen the high planes of Expectation
And I'm way past the lowlands and the deserts of Failure and Doubt
And the last time I passed through Satisfaction, I felt like a stranger there
Now I'm leaving Normal and I'm heading for Who Knows Where

"Excuse me mister, is that seat taken?
Can I put my bag over here?
You know this trip will go a whole lot smoother
If you took your hand from there
No, I'm not from around here
And my name's not Little Darling"
Why is there one in every crowd
And why do I attract them?

Funny how the smell of a Greyhound bus
Now smells like a fresh start to me
And now the sound of the steel belts on the blacktop
Is now the sounds of breaking free
But I'd trade all those cancelled tickets
For a single return fare to a station
With a loved one waiting there

I've finally learned that there's good and bad
And that a girl can do some choosing
Of that I'm glad 'cause this hardened face
Won't take any more bruising
And the next time I fall into another's arms
There's one thing of which I'll be certain
That he can bear the weight of the love I give
Without considering it a burden