How fast can i run?
how far can i go?
these are the questions,
the young want to know
i met her in brooklyn,
she was coming from a place
i said "where are you going to"?
she said "where have you been"?
'cos i'm trapped in here,
set me free
i know your world let me see
take me down that last open road
take me down that last open road
take me down that last open road
I know there is so much past
this place
i see it smile on your jagged,
ragged face
something tells me,
something strong
there's a world i've heard of,
so before it's gone
take me down that last open road
take me down that last open road