I got in when the car pulled over
We made our introductions above the roar of the engine
Though I have long forgotten the names
The driver said: "We're all angels flying high"
And I looked in their eyes and belived him
As the car went careering, skidding across the lanes
I sat back in my seat and I smiled to myself
I'll take what's coming and let Old Fate decide
What a ride
What a ride
What a ride
What a ride
Remember the time we slept high on a cliff
And woke in the night to find the bay and the sky turned black
And then the thunder cracked sheets of lighting
Sheets of rain came scything down
We trailed into town with everything soaked
And waited for an early morning cafe to open doors
Sat there shivering just watching the rain
I was so in love with all that romantic stuff
And aching hole inside
All my life I've been a fool
But what a ride
What a ride
So look back over your shoulder
See how far you've come
And all the burdens you've brought with you
So much you have to carry
And He's always standing there
His silver cane and silver hair
And down beneath His wagon
The freshly oiled wheels turning
At the head of the cortege the New Orleans band
Played Amazing Grace
As down the street they came
And then came a moment when everything fell silent
The birds and the traffic and the band
And we stood together beneath the trees and the sun
You ran for music and ran for love
I can picture you still across the Great Divide
What a ride
What a ride
What a ride
What a ride
What a ride
What a ride
What a ride
What a ride
What a ride