Viajante Solitário

I’m
A lone traveler
Carrying my rosary
On the dashboard of my truck

I’m
An honest American
The best trucker
Crossing this countryside

I
Was born to be a traveler
I’m a snake behind the wheel
With many miles to go

My
Heavy-duty rig
The king of the road
Never loses direction

I’m
Like the horn of a convoy
That wakes up every day
My life is all about traveling

I’m
The love that someone waits for
I’m the bearer of joy
When it’s time to arrive

I’m
The artist of the road
Means almost nothing
Distance for the truck

I’m
A true road warrior
I leave behind a longing
A heart always cries

I
Floor it, keep moving
Letting loose the reins of my beast
She’s in my imagination

Heart
Loaded with longing
So, so much heavier
Than the load of the rig

I’m
Like the horn of a convoy
That wakes up every day
My life is all about traveling

I’m
The love that someone waits for
I’m the bearer of joy
When it’s time to arrive

I’m
Like the horn of a convoy
That wakes up every day
My life is all about traveling

I’m
The love that someone waits for
I’m the bearer of joy
When it’s time to arrive