On a flying road - Inside You

The day has gone

I stay alone

Go to my garage

Fly into rage

Soon all will be far

All sorrows and troubles

I will drive with proud

On a flying road

Forests, buildings, towns

Fly be hind me

I step on the gas

Sky strikes in me

Speed’s so high

I almost fly

I’m driving with the proud

On a flying road

My mood is improving

The weather is fine

But who’s rushing

Along to wards me?

He is like me

On can’t turn

I increase speed

I’m flying with proud

On a flying road