60 miles an hour with the wind in my face
hands up on the grips and my feet up on the pegs
going down the road for a ride somewhere
before I get too far, I say a biker's prayer
won't you watch over me while i'm riding today
send me down an angel to keep me steady on my way
cause you know that i'm not perfect
i'm in need of some salvation
in the meantime let me ride in peace
through this beautiful creation
my women sits behind me, high up in her queen's chair
one arm around my waist, one hand groin through my hair
the peaceful countryside is filling up our senses
and the rhythm of the ride it makes my soul break through the fences
For me it's not about the chrome, the leather, or the steel
It's all about connection to something beautiful and real
when you're balanced on two wheels ridin gentle sounds of thunder
rollin past the fields in this spell that i'm under
won't you watch
casue i've gone down so many roads where I never should have gone
aned i've done so many things that I never should have done
but every mile that i've ridden. i'd ride'em all again
cause I live to ride and ride to live at peace with what I am