love . . .it not like in a song

We rolled across the high plains
Deep into the mountains.
Felt so good to me,
Finally feelin' free.

Stopped in a bar to have a brew

Met a girl and we had a few drinks.
And I told her what I'd decided to do.She looked out the window a long long moment.

Then she looked into my eyes

She didn't have to say a thing.

Somewhere along a high road.

The air began to turn cold. She said she missed her home.

I headed on alone. 

Bob Seger - Roll Me Away

Still heading in one direction, still alone