Road Trip

Can't see my hand in front of my face
Vanishing without a trace
I guess you'd say I've had better days

I might just move at snail pace
But I'm getting touch and getting taste
Another time and another place

I’m still runnin’ in the human race
Everyone has a fall from grace
Maybe I’m in second place
But I’m still runnin’ in the human race

There's something in the air tonight
A confidence I can't describe
Lighting up like fireflies

The things I bottled up inside
Are out of sight and out of mind
Everything's gonna be alright

I’m still runnin’ in the human race
Everyone has a fall from grace
Maybe I’m in second place
But I’m still runnin’ in the human race