As The Crow Flies

Stephen Fearing

Driving through the dead of night
A hundred miles on one headlight
Moving on
At times you can't see what's up ahead
But you make your choice and you make your bed
Moving on
Try to heal the things you've broken
The words you left unspoken
Learn to say goodbye
And wait for when the moment's golden
Then choose the hand that opens
Straight as the crow flies
Moving on
With the best of intentions you can lose the day
But you get back up and on your way
Moving on
'Cause people talk and they tell you lies
They flap their lips right before your eyes
Moving on
Rising from the ash and the dust
You turn the key from hope to trust
And all those hurtful things that were said
Are in the past now look ahead
Driving through the dead of night
A hundred miles on one headlight
Moving on

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