VAGABOND ROAD

 

When I was younger I thought of the typical life

There seemed to be no adventure, no danger..when everythings in sight

When I was sixteen I took to the road

I put my foot on the gas, took off real fast to wherever my heart would go

Where do I go? I don't know

But I felt so free

 

Now, here I am, with whatever I lack

Seeking a way but I'm stronger today and I'm never going back

Life is too precious to enjoy it much too late

I go against the odds and it gets so hard but it's the hard that makes it great

So is this great? well, that's to debate

But I feel so free

The eagle, she becomes me

Here on vagabond road

 

Some spend their lives learning

Some spend their lives yearning

Some spend their lives turning

I'll spend mine wandering

 

When I get older I'll remember where I've been

But I won't sit around, getting greyer, wondering where my youth went

I'll feel so free

The eagle she becomes me

The freedom cries out to me

Here on vagabond road

Feel the life that turns and the light that burns in me

 

STILL THE EAGLE FLIES AND THE FREEDOM CRIES..........BE FREE!!

 

 

 

Copyright 1998  (Robert West)