As I punch through the air and into the sunset,
I go with the singing of the road.
My eyes are glowing and my heart is beating strong,
My radio blaring out Bon Jovi.
I can see 67,000 miles worth of experience,
Helping the good people in life
And making sure fate does not avoid,
Those who want fate not participate
Those who think fate puts others' at risk
And those who think I'm too big and clunky.
I sat at home and put on the pounds in the gas tank,
I went and watched my Canadian sisters explore the world,
And yet I was not bitter.
They couldn't change me inside
For I have the heart of a soldier.
My legs carry me where I want to go,
My energy withstands the rain and snow,
I warm that which controls me with his hands,
And that which keeps me intact and safe.
I tried to tell him he's just a man,
But yet he loves me like he never did his woman.
I take care of him, for he wants nothing else
Than for the both of us to see the world.
I may be getting old and weak,
And sometimes I think my life is yet but a flash
A flash of a strobe, the wail of a siren,
Quick and loud,
Making the statement I'm here.
I was built for that purpose.
To instill fear in others I still do,
And to make it there in one piece is just the beginning.
I sometimes wish this little eight circles
Were not the bags under my eyes anymore.
I sometimes wish the plate beneath my face
Protected me from what I truly felt.
I sometimes wish the creakiness in my joints
Was the sign that somehow I was young again.
I sometimes wish the name I wear on my back
Told the stories of where I had been,
Where I am going,
And where I will end up.
I know I'll end up somewhere, someday, if ever.
I know there's a place where he wants me to go,
And I know he'll get me there
Just as much as he wants to be there.
I don't want anything else.
Not flying down the highway
Or bearing the soul of murderers or robbers.
I want to be someone's friend
Just as long as he gets a friend too.
I don't think people realize that neither one of us
Is free of each other.
I don't think we are there, where freedom rings,
I don't think we are there, where the skies are blue.
I don't think we are there, with peace and love
I don't think we are there, with charm and romance.
But if he just gives me the fuel
And gives me a chance to do it
We'll both make it there.
Even if it takes forever
We'll both make it there.

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