Human Highway
Woke up with a sleepy head
Rolled the covers from my bed
Why do I have to work today
Doesn’t my life tell me to play
I’m running late off to work
I give the door a single jerk
To the car down life’s highway
The human race starts on Monday
Time goes slow the morning has won
Your not at work if your having fun
Tell yourself this little lie
As your mind then drifts toward the sky
And memories are filled with this
Remember for every day that drags on
A moment in time has just begun
Those dreams driving you down life’s highway
Are moments in the sun your looking for today
Copyright © James Haley | Year Posted 2017
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