On my highway the yellow lines,
Have disappeared from time to time,
And I've wound up on the wrong side of the road.
On my highway I've gone too fast,
Afraid that I might finish last,
I hooked a curve too hard and lost control.
I never know which way it's gonna go.
But what a feeling chasing the sun,
Living my life like it's shot from a gun,
Laughing a little bit more with every mile.
Oh what a freedom racing the wind,
Dying to know what’s around the next bend,
And smiling as I watch the years roll by.
I'm learning how to take it day by day, on my highway.