My Trip

Gonna pack my bag and disappear The endless road can follow the car The sun is cold While the moon shines bright The sky is a vibrant green When the birds start to swim The I know the end is near The top is down And my hair blows It makes me think of the world The end of the world I'm almost there I can already feel it The sky grows dark Taking the green away It fades from biew The end looks bright Stars guide my way All the way to the end of the world