Once upon another time

Somebody's hands who felt like mine

Turned the key and took a drive

Was free

Highway curve, the sun sank low

Buckley on the radio

Cigarette was burning slow

So breathe.

Just yellow lines and tire marks

And sun-kissed skin and handle bars

And where I stood was where I was to be.

No enemies to call my own

No porch light on to pull me home

And where I was is beautiful

Because I was free.

Once upon another time

Before I knew which life was mine

Before I left the child behind me

I saw myself in summer nights

And stars lit up like candle light

I make my wish but mostly I believed...

In yellow lines and tire marks

Sun-kissed skin and handle bars

And where I stood was where I was to be.

Once upon another time

Decided nothing good in dying

So I would just keep on driving

Because I was free.