Head full of doubt but a road full of promise

When you're riding sixteen hours
and there's nothin' much to do
and you don't feel much like riding
you just wish the trip was through
- here I am
on the road again
There I go, turn the page

But when nothing is owed or deserved or expected
and you’re loved by someone, so you’re never rejected
Decide what to be and go be it

There was a dream and one day I could see it
like a bird in a cage I broke in
and demanded that somebody free it