The Open Road
The highway is my heaven
I crave the open road.
I fire up my Harley
And away I go.
Following the sunset
Toward the western sky.
The throttle is wide open
If I had wings, I could fly.
It's a form of self expression
It's the freedom of the road.
I fire up my Harley
And away I go.
The wind, I feel upon my face
My woman sits behind
It's a feeling like no other
It simply blows my mind.
Speed is my religion
My Chapel is the road.
I fire up my Harley
And away I go.
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