The open road – it is calling me
Like a summer’s day – it will set me free
Like a gentle breeze – it will sooth my soul
In this struggle for some one else’s goal
The dusty path – how it leads me on
But the trees above shade me from the sun
It’s my journey more than the destiny
That I focus on for my sanity
Sometimes we pass up upon the road
Fellow travellers, where from I don’t know
We may walk a while then go separate ways
Were you one of them, will we meet again?
