This is where I ride
Hardly ever ride
with a place in mind
always wandering the black ribbon
of road
Nowhere
I am often asked where do you go?
Stopping here and there
no destination in mind
The road is my home
Lets me think when on the ride
Not many know 'bout this when I ride
besides thinking
it is also my time to pray
and talk with God
I don't go to church
but I do go to church
the road is
church to me
talk to God alone
not with groups around me
This is where I ride
Nowhere but everywhere
Never riding with a place in mind