Canada de Devin Townsend

The road,
it's home,
at least for now, the rivers low

Wake me, please wake me,
it's cold and warm on the prairie freeway
All the time i needed your approval to be me
all that time spent waiting for the jury
more than ever i needed mora
more than mora
be whatever you must be to get by
It's oil, it's wheat, it's soil, it's meat
it's beef
The road, it's home, the mountain high, river
wake me, please wake me,
when it's my turn to drive
only the lonely (and maybe john denver) know the canadian freeway.