On the Road

I remember the time
We drove out to that river side
Out side of my home town
Out past the mushroom farm
You asked me
Where am I? Where should I go?
I don't mean to stay. I'm not sure my mind

I can say anything just yet
I can see you don't know

I've got to fly
I don't know how to try
I've got to make you cry
Nothing comes to mind
I've got to fly
I don't know how to try
I've got to make you cry
I'm living on the road

(I'm load up and go somewhere else
But you just sit there beside my seat)

One day I hope
The world is changed in an instant
My life had deep meaning
My wheels lose control
I'd read before
You must keep dancing in your life
Folkdance is easy way
But nobody can say cool

I move over to the bridge behind your mind
Nobody know where I stay
Some people never come to my door