Born to Ride

Born to Ride

Steel and chrome in the morning light,
Road’s wide open, the sky’s in sight.
Gas in my veins, fire in my soul,
Every mile takes me closer to whole.

No limits here, no turning back,
Just me and the endless track.

Ride—till the horizon fades away,
Through the night and the break of day.
Every roar is my battle cry,
Every road keeps my spirit high.
Ride—with the wind tearing through my hair,
Freedom’s calling, I’m already there.
No cage can hold the fire inside,
I was born to ride.

Stars above and the moon below,
Headlights cutting where shadows grow.
Every curve writes a story new,
Every storm gives a brighter view.

Let the tires sing their song,
On this ride, I belong.
Past is gone, future’s wide,
All that matters is the ride.

Ride—till the horizon fades away,
Through the night and the break of day.
Every roar is my battle cry,
Every road keeps my spirit high.
Ride—with the wind tearing through my hair,
Freedom’s calling, I’m already there.
No cage can hold the fire inside,
I was born to ride.

No end in sight, just an open sky,
I’ll ride forever, till the day I die.