I hoped that by coming to college, I would somehow magically find the me I’d been searching for.
Guess that isn’t true.
I like to be around others, but there comes a time when I want to sit back and think, and not have someone in my face every 2 seconds.

My true ambition, I don’t know right now.
I can tell you that, I just want to get on a big chrome and leather motorcycle, and just ride.
Ride far away for a little while.
Not have anyone to answer to would really help.

I could live like the Devil, or I could hold onto Jesus.
Be powerful as the thunder, or subtle as the misty fog.

I’ll become a Lone Wolf.
Make my own rules, live by my own moral code.

Just leave me alone, stop trying to tell me how I should think and why I need to think that way.

When I want someone to pick me up and be my savior, it will be known.
But for now, I really want the rythm of my own offbeat drum.