It’s that morning in my life
When I ride with no care of what goes by
I disregard the world, the people and all their lies
Somewhere I go, but always under the blue skies
I take on the open highway
Seems to me that it’s the only way
Towns go by as if they were in a hurry
I ignore them as I am on a riding spree
I feel sometimes that I should stop somewhere
But then I have no time to spare
I look back at the path that I have treaded
Long it seems, know not where I am headed
Life offered me almost everything
I grabbed some, but left many
Now I look back, I don’t see them any
And the road ahead, is the only way
Slowdown, I say, to the pace of life
To relive those moments without strife
I hear him say, Time waits for none
Like a bullet fired from a loaded gun
I give you life but you got to make it count
Saddle life with goodness, or you slide more than you mount
And even if you fall, Son…Learn to take it on the stride
And with every slide, you learn to live every moment as your last ride
Live life for today and don’t hope for the morrow
With joy to give and grief I borrow
With glimpses of bliss, in a life that flaunts misery
I still believe, you could find a way to be happy and free
And you still have a problem with this ride called life….Son
You would find me standing by you when you are left with none!!
