By Samantha Brodsky
My life is a highway
With people weaving in and out
You speed up
Then slow down
It's full of traffic
And construction
And obstacles to bare
But all the time
I've been riding
Letting nothing
Get in the way
Or letting my
Close ones run away
So wherever my highway takes me
Wherever I may roam
My highway always leads me home.
My life is a highway
With people weaving in and out
You speed up
Then slow down
It's full of traffic
And construction
And obstacles to bare
But all the time
I've been riding
Letting nothing
Get in the way
Or letting my
Close ones run away
So wherever my highway takes me
Wherever I may roam
My highway always leads me home.