I see fields of green and I see skies of blue,
There are roses blooming and the wind is blowing too.

And I see white clouds up high, far, far away
Then I see you and me long ago on another summer day.

So I ride even faster--the never ending road races by,
No one can touch me now and I feel like I can fly.

In the distance I can see several children at play,
Here comes a friend on a cycle and I am content with this day.

Golden sunset comes quickly--I see darkness all around,
Choke up on the throttle, I'm still headed away from town.

Going fast on the dark highway is where I have to be,
No thoughts of yesterday or tomorrow--no past or future to worry me.

I chose this life and I walk it alone,
No pain, no heartache--I see its time to go home.

My joys and pleasures are simple, I even found some tonight,
No thoughts of tomorrow--it is still out of sight!

It is a dangerous game, this game of night and speed,
But nobodys warning to I seem to heed.

I see only the night--is there really an end?
Could it be possible that death is a friend?

The force of the wind--the thrill of the night,
Everything will look different in the early morning light.