The Open Road

Woke up this morning, a whisper in the air The world outside is calling, a thousand paths to dare They tell you where to go, they draw the lines so straight But there's a different rhythm, behind the garden gate This is the open road, my feet are on the ground Every choice I make, a brand new world is found I might fall, I might fly, but no one holds the key 'Cause this is my story, and I am…