The long dusty road...

Through the window when I look,
There is a wind waiting to welcome me,
But when I walk into the wind,
Everything around me stops.
Is it because I am fearless now?
Is it because I have nothing more to lose?
Is it because there eh no prayer anymore?
Or is it because I am not the same mandymore?
There is no one to answer these,
There is no Bible to preach,
There is a life that I have to lead,
A smile to fake… a film to make,
I have a long dusty road to take
A long dusty road to take…