Reason To Stay Rollin' wheels hummin' low A trucker changing gears Weathered blacktop stretchin' out In front of passing years Through the open window I hear a rapid pace But I keep rollin' Destination open space Chorus Going to change direction, going to change my name Going to change my reaction Going to find the reason to stay Pulling off the main drag My gas is running low Into the middle of the city My pace a little slow Is this the found city Could this be my place It kinda looks familiar Cos there is no open space NANCE Brody © 2012 Nancy Read (SOCAN) All rights reserved
