No Motiv

So I've been up all night thinking about the times we've had
Sat up, thought it might be nice for us to have a normal life
Called on me constantly, I never had a chance to see it all
What all is in store for the road life, I guess nothing ever comes for free
And at night I lie alone wishing I could see you
Surprise, you got what you asked for, what do I now have to show for it all?
So wipe all the dismay away, you've got a good thing here
You get to go to New Jersey while I'm stuck fifty years here
Staring out the white van window, dreaming of the deep blue sea
What did I get myself into? what would I just give to see you once more again?