When I get to heaven in my turn
I roll down the windows and I ride
And for a moment now the world is alone standing still
And I am the hands of time
Passing through cars and trucks on the high way
Making my way past fields of gray
I know that no words can touch me when I?m here on my own
And I?m breaking through the speed of you
Something about those mountains, something about that sky
I can see everything clearly
When I?m all the way up here
I feel the wind on my skin
And I?m free
All of the leaves have begun to fall
I watch them in silence through the crowd
Without you here I?m half way alive
I get my keys and drive
Something about those mountains, something about that sky
I can see everything clearly
When I?m breathing the air that?s wild
Something about those mountains, something about that sky
All of the things I get caught in They just melt in the mountains
I know I?m on my way to being free