The Highway

	I’m waiting, for a shiny new life when
	I leave the old.
	I’m tired, and it’s hard to go on when the world goes cold.
	I hunger, for a different place
	He prepares for me.
	I wander, like a rudderless boat on a hostile sea.
	Chorus Deep in the darkness calling me, out to a brand new day.
	I don’t want to be left in the back street.
	Pinned down and hidden from the light of day.
	I don’t want to be sitting on the curb when
	I yearn to speed down a distant highway.
	I wonder, will the world ever see what you’ve done for them?
	I travel, down the lines on a map with an urgent mission.
	I hunger, for a glorious place
	He prepares for me.
	I wander, like a rudderless boat on a hostile sea. 2nd
	Chorus Deep in the darkness calling me out to a brand new day
	I don’t want to exchange what
	You gave me, for the worlds nihilistic ways.
	I fight the fear and
	I cry, Lord save me!
	Put me back on the narrow highway!
	I don’t want to be left on the back street.
	Pinned down and hidden from the light of day.
	I don’t want to be sitting on the curb when
	I yearn to speed down a distant highway.

	I' m waiting, for a shiny new life when
	I leave the old.
	I' m tired, and it' s hard to go on when the world goes cold.
	I hunger, for a different place
	He prepares for me.
	I wander, like a rudderless boat on a hostile sea.
	Chorus Deep in the darkness calling me, out to a brand new day.
	I don' t want to be left in the back street.
	Pinned down and hidden from the light of day.
	I don' t want to be sitting on the curb when
	I yearn to speed down a distant highway.
	I wonder, will the world ever see what you' ve done for them?
	I travel, down the lines on a map with an urgent mission.
	I hunger, for a glorious place
	He prepares for me.
	I wander, like a rudderless boat on a hostile sea. 2nd
	Chorus Deep in the darkness calling me out to a brand new day
	I don' t want to exchange what
	You gave me, for the worlds nihilistic ways.
	I fight the fear and
	I cry, Lord save me!
	Put me back on the narrow highway!
	I don' t want to be left on the back street.
	Pinned down and hidden from the light of day.
	I don' t want to be sitting on the curb when
	I yearn to speed down a distant highway.