by Cheryl Williams

Created on: November 18, 2009

Open Highway

She packed her suitcase

and she opened up the door;

She walked right through it

like a hundred times before;

Fifteen years of living

and some dreams she left behind,

but the memories

kept playing on her mind...

So she hit the open highway

and pressed hard on the gas;

The memories coudn't catch her

if she was going fast;

She let her hair blow out the window

as she flew down 95

She felt so free and thanked the Lord

that she was still alive.

Tears streamed down her face,

remembering how it used to be,

remembering love so strong,

she was too blind to see;

Love was not enough

to dry up all her tears;

Love was not enough

to erase all her fears...

So she hit the open highway

and pressed hard on the gas;

The memories couldn't catch her

if she was going fast;

She let her hair blow out the window

as she flew down 95

She felt so free and thanked the Lord

that she was still alive,

that she was still alive....

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