Wide Open

Where the wind blows Ill go with my chin up

A paper airplane made from the funny pages of my past

Golden glimmers shining on the water

That kind of picture you might find in hallmark photographs

Ive got a fire inside

That Im not gonna hide

The sky is open wide

And we got miles and miles

And miles and miles to go

Wide open

Kick it up Ill leave the dust behind me

I like the long way where all the roads arent so beaten down

I feel a rush like I got fish on my line

There is a hunger runs so deep the quiet kind of loud

From the moment we are born we are breathing

From the moment we arrive we are leaving

cause we got a fire inside

That we cannot hide

The sky is open wide

And we got miles and miles

And miles and miles to go

Wide open