I may go away
Follow the highway to my old life
Flying as a kite in the blue sky

I'll take what I can
On my motorcycle
Tell me, friend
What are you waiting to come with them?

Those who chose to come
People that got out of home
You guys will never regret

Highroads crossing states
The rain test us every day
But the sun comes back, I bet

Feeling my lungs clean
Far from the smoke in the city, I lean
To feel the smell in the air

Back to highway 49
Our family is just feeling fine
And we are close to getting there

Through cities and hills
Mountains, forests, old windmills
We go from dawn to the dusk

We don't travel alone
We are here, that's our home
But tomorrow, we'll be gone

Through cities and hills
Mountains, forests, old windmills
We go from dawn to the dusk

We don't travel alone
We are here, that's our home
But tomorrow, we'll be gone