Beneath My Wheels

When I was old enough to drive
 I packed my life in a case.
 I might sink, I might survive
 But at least I'm in the race.
 Fark down flee (?) my younger years
 Oh how good it feels
 To hold a full life in my sights
 And a road beneath my wheels,
 The road beneath my wheels.
 Busted and bruised
 We tried our best to make one as two.
 Oh of the sad and selfish soul
 Of blind, romantic you.
 If I could show this broken charm a clean set of heels
 I've kept the tires and put my trust
 In the road beneath my wheels,
 The road beneath my wheels.
 One Summer's day
 We took a ride to clear the clouds away.
 Out through the lanes and into the hills
 Where the blue will cut through the grey.
 Tired of burdens, tired of words
 Oh so tired of deals (?)
 Oh and I need to see a clearer way
 I see the road beneath my wheels,
 The road beneath my wheels.