My heart is in her hands
Why did I go to that bar
I now stand on shifting sands
Why did I get out of the car
Now I am lost
I arrived as a stranger
Now counting the cost
As I met an angel
Enjoying the open road
My life was mine
The miles just flowed
And everything was fine
How do I leave without my heart
And go back to the highway
Can I just depart
And be on my way
But I can’t see ahead
Her image stands before me
So, moving on is dead
As my heart is no longer free.