Songs are playing in my own car
End is not the place we go
Every view on road is a goal
Music flows as the map of our soul
Sunlight falls on the verse at this moment
One second of grace can't be copied
More than the end it stays in mind
Melody paints the view with our deep feelings
Car is moving
Back are the hills and signs on way
Future is coming in a slow show
End is an excuse
Going is the way for our inner self
A reason to leave the busy life
Where we really land
Is not the point on the map
Is the rain trace on the window
Is the nameless flowers in the valley seen by chance
Blank mind is the best arrival
When the view flows in our eyes
Flows through songs in the headphones
Deep in our heart we are already
A place more quiet and much more wide
Start is to arrive
Free mind is the way
Songs are playing in my own car
End is not the place we go
Every view on road is a goal
Music flows as the map of our soul
Sunlight falls on the verse at this moment
One second of grace can't be copied
More than the end it stays in mind
Melody paints the view with our deep feelings
Car is moving
Back are the hills and signs on way
Future is coming in a slow show
End is an excuse
Going is the way for our inner self
A reason to leave the busy life
Where we really land
Is not the point on the map
Is the rain trace on the window
Is the nameless flowers in the valley seen by chance
Blank mind is the best arrival
When the view flows in our eyes
Flows through songs in the headphones
Deep in our heart we are already
A place more quiet and much more wide
Start is to arrive
Free mind is the way