Open Road Open Arms
It's two o'clock at night, though some of you might say it's morning...I gotta long drive ahead of me and I probably will see the first light...
But I don't mind this rollin'... 'cause I know you will be with me... Your open road and open arms.
I can still remember my first cross-country journey. Driving across those yellow wheat fields by the South Dakota state line.
I was just three years old looking out my window, little did I know you would be with me...Your open road and open arms.
Open road and open arms...
I've driven a good piece of this world and some of you might say I'm crazy...that my favorite place to be is really not a place at all,
'Cause this lone stretch of the highway, it holds all my life for me...it's open road and open arms.
Open road and open arms...
Your open road...