My Hands are on the Wheel...

But I don't know where this road leads...
There's a tune in my head,
And a different song on the radio...

The road, it turns a suddenly... and then again, slowly.

I hit a bump,
I lose control...
My hands tense. Its still an unfamiliar feeling...

The sun, it rises in the distance. The wheels ease across the expanse...

The rearview shows a green pasture,
The path, blurry, is yet placid, in the warm, easy glow of dawn's mist,
I glance again at the rearview... a rabbit hops about, happy in the grass. The tyres turn...

I Smile. The song changes. The memories are happy. Hope is alive.
I guess I'd do it all over again.
My Hands are on the Wheel...