Out on the open road
I dream of coming back
My journey might sound tempting
But it's hard to stay on track
There is a certain calm
In never standing still
A promise might be broken
But our bond, it never will
When I search for a place I can belong
I find that all the voices and the songs
Still echo in my mind a guiding sound
I'll never leave behind
The smell of summer rain
The colors of the fall
I hope to be around a while
To pick up when you call
But this is what I do
I think too far ahead
Right now I need to savor
Reading stories by your bed