When the world is telling you to stop
But all you want to do is move
Take those steps to your own beat
No one can tell you what to do
If you follow your own brick road
Waking up shouldn’t be a chore
So take the road less traveled
We’re not in Kansas anymore
Take the road outta this town
And get your ass on a plane
Leave the land where time stands still
And get the hell outta this place
When your wishes are all but granted
When your sweet dreams fade to black
You’ve got time for a road trip
Cut the ties holding you back
You can’t live your life in fear
Of when life decides to make changes
So don’t let your own voice stop you
Or the unkindness of strangers
Find your reason to wake up each day
You should live to sleep when you’re dead
I came I saw I conquered it all
Should be written on your death bed
Take the road outta this town
And get your ass on a plane
Leave the land where time stands still
And get the hell outta this place
When your wishes are all but granted
When your sweet dreams fade to black
You’ve got time for a road trip
Cut the ties holding you back
Those who keep time let time fly by
Who knows what tomorrow will bring
So go on get out your guitar
A watched clock doesn’t sing
Run to the edge of the world
Leave all your troubles behind
Don’t say you’ll do it tomorrow
Hurry up cause you’re out of time
Take the road outta this town
And get your ass on a plane
Leave the land where time stands still
And get the hell outta this place
When your wishes are all but granted
When your sweet dreams fade to black
You’ve got time for a road trip
Cut the ties holding you back
Love
Roxanne