I was just sixteen
when I left my momma’s home
With my daddy’s blessing
I set out on the road
Headed west on old seventeen
The ocean in my ears
and freedom all I see

Driving through the night
on the flat prairie
While everyone sleeps
I’m wide-eyed at the wheel
Up ahead an eighteen wheeler roadside
The driver waving frantic
as if to stop the night

I had a dream
I saw horses running free
Horses running free

Diesel and blood fog and steam
Tangled in the wheels of that truck
lay a broken dream
I jerk away
Screaming why oh why
when I see a shooting star
blaze across the sky