Wish I had a big, old Chevy,
Maybe a ’63 or ’64.
Time machine on wheels, just hold her steady
Listen to the engine purr, feel it roar.
Point her t’ward the county line,
Miles and miles of open road.
Suddenly, I’m feeling fine
ZZ and the Texas sky, my troubles all explode.
Drive and drive, no end in sight,
Outrun the fears within my heart.
All through the day and into the night
Then sunrise … a deep breath … a fresh start.