Beneath the sky’s vast, endless dome,
The open road becomes our home.
With wheels that spin and engines hum,
We chase horizons, where dreams come from.

Through winding paths and valleys low,
We find a peace that few may know.
The journey’s rhythm, a soothing song,
Where heart and road both belong.

As twilight falls, and stars ignite,
We navigate through the tranquil night.
With every turn, a new embrace,
The night road’s whispers, a gentle grace.

When dawn arrives, with light anew,
We face the day, the skies so blue.
The road ahead, a canvas wide,
On driving’s path, we find our guide.