Michael is driving at night on the road that will take him home, while driving he is crying and next to him he is carrying a bottle of beer while on his radio "the road" starts to play. "My love, where will you be? where will you be?" "Do you still think of me?...where will you be? I'm still thinking about you" His hands clench the steering wheel at that moment, feeling a great sadness. "I want to know if you still have a little bit of love left for me?" she stops for a moment just to make her head back and try to calm down.