On the radio, there's a song that's playing and I swear I wrote
and in every single wording it's true.
All hand don't let go, just for a warn tires on an open road
and I new song every mile road to
yeah it's just what I do.
Chorus:
I'm a rider, across the green I know
at horizon, don't need to get no closer
let the wheels keep rolling, 'cause wherever I go
cross the blue, cross the sky,
I know I. I'm finally home.
Back when I was young
I thought my life was raised to be one
so I ran and I ran like a man with his eye on the prise.
I was all about the next best thing till I figure it out
now I don't, I don't have to arrive to be satisfied
Chorus:
I'm a rider, across the green I know
at horizon, don't need to get no closer
let the wheel keep rolling, 'cause wherever I go
cross the blue, cross the sky,
I know I. I'm finally home.
If life is a highway I broke down somewhere
between everything's here that I should have been there
after all these years I can finally see
smacked the.in the middles
made this not such a bad place to be,
not for me.
[2 x Chorus:]
Finally hoome.
I'm finally hooome,
I'm home.

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