Knew he was a misfit, Since the age of seventeen He had to do it his way they said, He should be quarantined He went looking to the East, He went looking to the West He was looking for the courage, To see which way was the best.
Can't turn back, Oh no
Look out on his right, He would look out on his left He would look out in the distance, Where he could see the wilderness When the thunderhead approached, He would pull off to the side And when the sun broke through, He would get back out and ride
Cause you can't turn back....
Try to see the forest for the trees, The wind storm for the breeze No one ever said that it would be that easy You make your way through the debris, Stand up for your beliefs Even though they all might say you're crazy
He always had the feeling, He would get back out alive But the more that he sees of it, Then the less he fantasizes Though he's lost a bit of freedom, He has traded it for love Knows that he'd fight for it, If that push came to shove