Open Road

Dust on the window, an old wooden door Boots that remember the miles before I've been a long way from the place that I'm from But the road always knows where my heart wants to run Take me down the open road Where the willows and the wild winds grow However far away I roam The open road is leading me home A stranger's a friend you ain't met yet, they say And every old mile gave a little away I traded my worries for skies that are wide And carried the ones that I love by my side Take me down the open road Where the willows and the wild winds grow However far away I roam The open road is leading me home