The highways jammed with broken heroes

 on a last chance power drive.
Everybodys out on the run tonight

but theres no place left to hide.

Together wendy well live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl, I dont know when,

were gonna get to that place,
where we really want to go,

and we'll walk in the sun...

But till then,

tramps like us,

baby,

 we were born to run...
 

Bruce Sprigsteen