Highways

While I fake denial I must say, you're wild Though you bring me out I must stay the night And I want to My thoughts sit before you My heart, it implores you But the way you see It's a thing of misery I don't want to But the way right I must stand in the light In a season of fright I can't stand when we fight I can breathe your summer rain Soak me to the bone A source of light Burning on it's own I'll valiantly Fight to be your equal Without a prayer My highway is open My highway is open My hideaway is open