I remember the time We drove out to that river side Out side of my home town Out past the mushroom farm You asked me Where am I? Where should I go? I don't mean to stay. I'm not sure my mind
I can say anything just yet I can see you don't know
I've got to fly I don't know how to try I've got to make you cry Nothing comes to mind I've got to fly I don't know how to try I've got to make you cry I'm living on the road
(I'm load up and go somewhere else But you just sit there beside my seat)
One day I hope The world is changed in an instant My life had deep meaning My wheels lose control I'd read before You must keep dancing in your life Folkdance is easy way But nobody can say cool
I move over to the bridge behind your mind Nobody know where I stay Some people never come to my door
