Going for a drive this early October morning
Blades of grass are sticking up through freshly fallen snow
Wind is blowing hard, the leaves and snowflakes past my car

And it feels like I’m awake inside a dream
The roads are empty, no one’s here but me
Though I don’t like cold, right now the worlds my own
Private sanctuary

Tombstones look so cold and alone in the cemetery
I can’t help but think about the souls there who are dead and buried
It’s only for a moment now they’re growing smaller in the mirrors
There’s something about the fall that makes old memories seem so much clearer

Now I’m taken back to when I was a boy
Young love was fleeting and easily destroyed
Though times were simpler then, they can’t be lived again
Just reminds me of where I’ve been

Road is winding down, it leads me back to civilization
Think I’ll turn around, prolong my stay of separation

I don’t want to wake up from inside this dream
Where thoughts are open running wild and free
Though these roads aren’t mine alone, right now the world’s my own
Private sanctuary