Cheyenne - Wilfredo

I’m driving through Cheyenne

No life in sight, just a winter wonderland

The eerie silence is asking loudly «who I am?»

I’m solely someone who’s longing to get home

Following the One who’s leading me on this road

So I ride

Through the morning, the noon, the evening, and all through the night

So I ride

The emotional tides as they rise

So I ride

Through the morning, the noon, the evening, and all through the night

So I ride

The emotional tides as they rise