OPEN ROAD
On the lonely road
she drives a lonely car.
With her window down she,
lets the wind turn her wild,
Loud music blaring,
head swaying,
she rides the open road
of changing times.
On the lonely road
she drives a lonely car.
With her window down she,
lets the wind turn her wild,
Loud music blaring,
head swaying,
she rides the open road
of changing times.