CRUISIN'

Never knowing the scents of my life, that makes me want to roam
Harvesting some hope and some pride, all the while denying a home
Searching out some partners in crime, on the other end of a phone
A morbid view of lack of movement, so all I want to do is roam

In this I would fall, comfort in it all
The right tone, I'm hitching on

Let me get up and ride

Open up, step in, sit down, strap in, or just hitch on
Open up the window and hand glides to the beyond
Peering out the glass just to spy this life that's moving on
I follow the sense of my life, it just might be on loan

In this I would fall, comfort in it all
The right tone, I'm hitching on

Let me get up and ride