She Throws Her Hair Into The February Breeze

She Hears It Singing Through The Branches Of The Trees

A Song Of Something You Know So Well

And She's Still Looking For A Freeway



She Hears The Sound Of Distant Planes Across The Sky

She Catches Fleeting Glimpse Of Fading Red Tail Lights

Into Tomorrow She Gently Sleeps

And She's Still Dreaming Of A Freeway



Far Away, There's A Piece Of Luck Somewhere

Shining Like A Star In The Night

Dream On Lady, Till The Early Morning Light

Takes Your Dream To Be Free Away