Back on the road
Feelin the wind blow
Through the window of this silver ride
Through the mountains where I hide.
Goin away, out for a long day
Thinkin maybe life wont pass me by
Cus now I'm surfin through the skys, yeah.
Maybe summertime can wait just for a little while.
Cus this just feelin so surreal.
Waited real long time to wait to ride this my own style.
And now I'm comin back again.
Return, to the rythem that you're feelin.
Return, to the wave inside you're head.
Can find yourself, mountainside
And ride until you're dead.
Cus I'm comin, comin back again.
I could ride Copper Mtn, Mary Jane, Brekenridge or Vail.
Fallin off of Berthod Pass, yeah once in awhile I bail.
Cus every time I head out feel I'm gonna break the zone.
With 303 colorado my home!
Yeah the powders feelin nice
until I'm slippin up on some ice
Dont wana take away a life, just wana give it little spice.
Just wana ride the wave that fell down from above!
Cus up top mountainside where I come from yeah!
Take me back!
