once upon another time

once upon another time

somebody's hands who felt like mine

turned the key and took a drive

was free

highway curve

the sun sank low

buckley on the radio

cigarette was burning slow

so breathe

just yellow lines and tire marks

and sun-kissed skin and handle bars

and where i stood was where i was to be

no enemies to call my own

no porch light on to pull me home

and where i was is beautiful

because i was free

once upon another time

before i knew which life was mine

before i left the child behind me

i saw myself in summer nights

and stars lit up like candle light

i make my wish but mostly i believed. in yellow lines and tire marks

sun-kissed skin and handle bars

and where i stood was where i was to be

once upon another time

decided nothing good in dying

so i would just keep on driving

because i was free