The beginning was so easy
Do whatever to survive
In the middle of my story
All I wanted to feel alive

And I am not my mother or father
And I am not yesterday's son
I'm not broken
I'm a wide open highway
With room to run

All these voices and decisions
Swimming circles in my head
All these choices and opinions
Feeling heavy as love

And I am not my mother or father
And I am not yesterday's son
I'm not broken
I'm a wide open highway
With room to run with room to run

In the middle of my story
All I wanted was to feel alive

And I am not my mother or father
And I am not yesterday's son
I'm not broken
I'm a wide open highway
With room to run with room to run