The Dream

The Dream
BOB OLDREIVE

Hey, driver, let me feel the wind again
Wont you roll your wheels and try to catch the sun
By twelve oclock the Texas skies
can burn the haze off my eyes

Tomorrow with a thousand miles behind
Where the cactus stretch their arms up in the sky
Then well play that desert town where the girls still smile and the world is still round

chorus
I cant change a thing when the rollin life is in my veins
Sometimes it hurts me so, my baby says she has to go
She says Im a dreamer and shes awoken from the dream

bridge
Tonight the truckers own the air, so give a shout and theyll know were here
Two full tanks and all weve got is time
Climbing hills on an asphalt snake, you havent slept but youre wide awake
The bad jokes on the CBs get you by