I Ride Down This Road
I RIDE DOWN THIS ROAD ,
THERE ANT A HOUSE INSITE
I RIDE DOWN THIS ROAD ,
THINKING AM I GOING THE RIGHT WAY
I RIDE DOWN THIS ROAD ,
THINKING SHOULD I KEEP GOING
I RIDE DOWN THIS ROAD ,
THINKING I HOPE I AM DOING THE RIGHT THING
I RIDE DOWN THIS ROAD ,
ALL I SEE IS EMPTYNESS
I RIDE DOWN THIS ROAD ,
AL I HEAR IS LONELYNESS
I RIDE DOWN THIS ROAD ,
WOUNDERING WHEN IT WOULD STOP
I RIDE DOWN THIS ROAD ,
NOT KNOWING WHERE I AM GOING
I RIDE DOWN THIS ROAD ,
WOUNDERING IF THIS ROAD WILL LEAD ME TO A BETTER LIFE
I RIDE DOWN THIS ROAD ,
THINKGIN IF THERE IS ALIGHT AT THE END
Copyright © Sarah Roberts | Year Posted 2011
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