No Yellow brick roads to set me free

Never no yellow bricks roads that set me free
I didn’t know that till I looked out at the yellow sunset
Asked God to show me something real
Wasn’t no yellow brick road,
Kinda dark and uncertain
I saw them for who they really were
Maybe a little yellow, but not the road to freedom for me
I heard someone say…he’s yellow…no, not me
I love yellow, I drove a yellow mustang, but I’m never yellow
I’m free being me, waiting for the next way, doesn’t look like a cross
Doesn’t look like me, however I have a friend who takes my hand
and says…walk with me
Never no yellow brick road for me
I’m thankful for that

 

11 Comments on “No Yellow brick roads to set me free

  1. I could imagine Mustang Michelle pealing out and burning rubber while doing donuts on the Yellow Brick road.

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    • I did. Alex loved it. I used to get her friends and turn up the music and drive with the windows down. They loved that! When life was sweet and yellow then she’s older not so sweet these days! 🙂 sigh

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