She's got her suitcase packed, and her Escort's backed up To her front porch waiting on a lead foot Just enough gas to get her out of Abilene With a kitchen full of plates left broken on the slate floor The house shakes when she slams that front door All those lies she's heard so many times She don't know where she's going but she's going somewhere The wheels are in motion to anywhere but here With the west wind blowing on a wing and a prayer She's going somewhere Halfway between Eastland and Cisco Cars smoking like the last drag of Marlboro Skirt hiked and her thumb out in the wind Blinded by the shine of a mac truck grill She climbs up into a bucket seat as he says he will Take her as far as she wants to go She don't know where she's going but she's going somewhere The wheels are in motion to anywhere but here With the west wind blowing on a wing and a prayer She's going somewhere She's looking for a better life out there And it's out there She don't know where she's going but she's going somewhere The wheels are in motion to anywhere but here With the west wind blowing on a wing and a prayer She's going somewhere She's going somewhere Somewhere