Gone

I hear the sunrise approaching, and I make the bed before dawn,
one last look at my hometown, and I’m gone...

I left my world on the front porch, the sunday paper is on the lawn,
my motorcycle hits the highway, then I’m gone...

I can feel the ocean when I’m looking at the sky
I can feel America, just passing me by
and sometimes when it’s silent, I hear you calling my name
but I’m lost and gone forever baby, now and always

I feel your presence when I’m dreaming,
the thought of your voice just gets me on,
so baby put your arms around me, and we’re gone...