I hop in my car turn on the key step on the gas and now I'm free Rollin' down the road with the wind in my hair no destination and I don't care Tank full of gas a rumblin V8 a 4-pak of heaven will clean off my slate rollin down the road with the wind in my hair the poetry of motion sweet summer air I have no plans I just wanna ride side roads and backroads discovering sights the past is gone far, far behind I don't know, but it feels ok making no plans just feels great rollin thru days to the great twilight sideroads and backroads discovering sights far, far behind. Youthful philosopher behind the wheel absolutely fearless as the tire squeal. (break) I don't know, it seems ok. makin' no plans just feels great Rolling down the road wind in my hair no expectations and I don't care I don't know, it seems ok, makin no plans just feels great far, far away Rollin' down the road, and I don't care no destination wind in my hair Rollin' down the road wind in my hair no expectations my soul laid bare Rollin' Rollin' down the hiway (repeat) mark gates 7/6/2019