White Line I pulled out of Topeka , an empty rig and empty heart Thoughts of you the only load I have Midnight in Columbus , I stop off for a bite I walk in and sit down towards the back I just order coffee , seems I've lost my appetite My mind seems to wander now and then I tip the waitress and climb back on board I can't wait to hear those tires spin      The white line is the main line to keep you off my mind      Not the cocaine , the caffeine , Kentucky weed or wine      I keep rollin' forward to forget what lies behind      The white line is my main line to keep you off my mind Pink sky up ahead , I'll drive into the sun You know old habits are hard to kick I don't know where I'll run when this run is done But I know the road will give me another fix - Rob McNurlin copyright Buffalo Skinner Music BMI