Lyrics

Wind on my face trucks going by still young headed for a new life
After the delays I’m still searching been saved again and I’m obliged

Thought that I was driving turns out I was wrong
Thought that it was mine but I didn’t write the song
I’m filling in the pieces until I become complete
I thought that I was driving really I was in the passenger seat

Came from the South heading for Chicago thinking about the future and all my dreams
Thought I understood freedom but now I really know what it means

Thought that I was driving turns out I was wrong
Thought that it was mine but I didn’t write the song
I’m filling in the pieces until I become complete
I thought that I was driving really I was in the passenger seat

There’s a silent place I go to have a revelation but there’s never time to let it all sink in
I went to the East searching for salvation only to find it was always there within

There are times it gets cold and lonely there are times everything looks the same
But there’s an open road if you’re willing with an open mind you will find your way

Thought that I was driving turns out I was wrong
Thought that it was mine but I didn’t write the song
I’m filling in the pieces until I become complete
I thought that I was driving really I was in the passenger seat