Pearls and swine bereft of me. Long and weary my road has been. I was lost in the cities, alone in the hills. No sorrow or pity for leaving, I feel, yeah.
I am not your rolling wheels – I am the highway. I am not your carpet ride – I am the sky.
Friends and liars don't wait for me, 'Cause I'll get on all by myself. I put millions of miles under my heels; And still too close to you, I feel, yeah.
I am not your rolling wheels – I am the highway. I am not your carpet ride – I am the sky.
I am not your blowing wind – I am the lightning. I am not your autumn moon – I am the night… the night.
Yeah! I am not your rolling wheels – I am the highway. I am not your carpet ride – I am the sky.
Well, I am not your blowing wind – I am the lightning. I am not your autumn moon – I am the night... the night. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.