My Own Horizon

I write my own horizon

I write my own horizon

White gate gravel turning under silver wheels

Your old jacket on my shoulders

Nothing left to prove or conceal

Morning on the paddock

Leather in my hand

I take the long way past the orchard

Exactly as I planned

No need to hurry

No need to explain

The world can wait

Beyond the lane

I'm on horizon

With the wind across my face

And feels behind me

And no one sets my pace

I keep a little distance

I keep my heart wide open

I ride my own horizon

And live by what I've chosen

Brass belt by the clubhouse, tea cooling on the rail

Blue scarf caught on the fence line, lifting like a sail

You ask where I am going, I smile and let it be

Some roads are only beautiful when they belong to me

No need to hurry, no need to explain

The world can wait

Beyond the lane

I ride my own horizon

With the wind across my face

Open fields behind me

And no one sets my pace

I keep a little distance

I keep my heart

Wide open, I write my own horizon

And live by what I've chosen

If you wanna walk beside me

Leave the map inside the car

There is room beneath the willow

For exactly who we are

I write my own horizon

With the wind across my face

Oh, open fields behind me

And no one sets my pace

I keep a little

I keep my heart wide open

I ride my own horizon

And live by what I've chosen

My own horizon

My own

Horizon