The Big Wide Open

Up at the crack of dawn… he’s on his way
Another deadline… another day
Fight the traffic… fight the fear
But keep the smile… hold back the tear.

Big decisions… the pressure’s on
But don’t look back on what went wrong
Too much temptation… too little say
Can’t take the blame… so getaway.

On a lonesome stretch of highway he was flyin’
Where the prairie and the sky go on without end
Searchin’ for his piece of mind so long denied him
The big wide open now seemed his only friend.

So tired of runnin’ and playin’ scared
No longer needed… he’d done all he dared
He played his number… the time had come
No way to stop now… his work was done.

On a lonesome stretch of highway… (etc.)

His heart was racin’… he felt so strange
A sense of freedom ran through his veins
He gunned the engine… put the pedal to the floor
Then crossed that line… he knew for sure!

On a lonesome stretch of highway… (etc.)

Out in the big wide open sky
Let imagination fly
Out in the big wide open land
You can make your own last stand..