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 finally free Some doors are made of gold, some walls are made of stone The easy way is paved, but it's a life not my own The voices in the crowd, they shout their words of doubt But deep inside my soul, a different song rings out 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 finally free Sometimes the light gets dim, the path is hard to see And every single step, feels like a part of me But even in the dark, I know where I must go 'Cause every step is mine, a seed I choose to sow 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 finally free