With the warm sun on my back
And the cold wind in my hair
With splintered thoughts I stop and stare
At the old road's poetic hijack
Turn me loose black highway
Don't pull me in too deep
The canyon walls rise up so steep
At the old roads poetic hijack
I know I'll find the doorway
Before it pulls me in too deep
I have to find the doorway
Before it pulls me in too deep
I can feel it in my bones
I can taste it in your zone
The door is open and not closed
At the old roads poetic hijack
I know I'll find the doorway
Before it pulls me in too deep
I have to find the doorway
Before it pulls me in too deep
Bring the flowers
I touch the thunder
Stop and cease the day
See the children
I see their passion
Won't let it get away
I know I'll find the doorway
Before it pulls me in too deep
I have to find the doorway
Before it pulls me in too deep
I have to find the doorway
Before it pulls me in too deep
I have to find the doorway
Before it pulls me in too deep