Longing For the Road

I long for the winding road

Its call is never ceasing

Through country back roads and on desert highways

It draws my heart to be releasing.

I long for that endless way

The one that stretches towards an unknown bay.

For the sun that both blinds and reveals the path ahead

For the moon and the stars that in the night sky tread.

My weary soul wishes for the early morning drives, passing dew covered fields

It hopes for the windy seas and sunlit stripped valleys that refuse to yield.

Give me the winding road

The endless highways and unfettered boulevards

Let my wheels run and my mind wander.

I long for the freedom the promise and the adventure of the gravel.

Give the winding road because I will have no other.