Broken road wandered
In my youth
Rode past the other day
Was tempted to wander again
For old times sake
Yet I kept on riding past
Been past the old broken road many times before
Why now do I want to wander again?
What keeps me from gong down the old lane
From my youth
Who knows
Maybe one day I'll ride or just take a slow stroll
Down the old broken road
Not sure what holds me back
Some old ghosts hiding out down there?
Who knows
I think I may yet wander the old broken road
Just for old times sake
Wander with an old friend or is it just an old ghost from my past?
Here's to the old broken road