Tomorrow Iím Gonna Ride.
All my dreams smashed to tiny pieces.
The love of my life gone although never here.
Glimpses of a family pass through my mind.
Like the sound of metal sliding across the pavement.
No way to change the outcome.
These sounds in my mind are soon to change.
Tomorrow Iím gonna Ride.
Tonight the road is dark.
No way to clearly see what lurks around the next sweeping turn.
There is a cold and misty fog against my face.
My heart is pounding as she whispers ďa little fasterĒ.
Please let this nightmare end.
Soon it will because of one thing.
Tomorrow Iím gonna ride.
Author, Biker Jer