Passing Lane

I'm rollin' down this highway, feel the breeze on my face,

Windows down, sun is high, I'm ridin' at my own pace.

No more chains, no more pain, just the open road ahead,

In the passing lane of freedom, where all my worries have fled.

In the passing lane, I'm finally free,

Ain't no holdin' back, just the sky and me.

Leavin' troubles in the rearview, where they belong,

In the passing lane of life, where my heart sings its song.

The rhythm of the tires hummin' sweet melodies,

Every mile I leave behind, brings a new sense of ease.