The Road Ahead

By: Rose and Fee

The wind whipping in the window

Of that rusted ’69 Chevelle

Muffled sobs by the dash light

Meatloaf singing Bat Out of Hell

They had to leave that little town

Under silent cover of the night

Their only choice to sneak away

Whether it was wrong or right

So she told him she was working late

He told her bowling with the guys

Just an overnight bag in the trunk

Just one more in a string of lies

Guilt soon began to take over

For the shame they’d have to bear

For a love they knew was forbidden

But they had so much love to share

He reached out in the darkness

Across the cold naugahyde divide

Took her little hand and kissed it sweet

And she forgot just why she cried

They had grown tired of feeling unwanted

At home a stone cold marriage bed

They’d break the vows made to the others

And embrace the open road of love ahead

She leaned into his welcome shoulder

Just as that big truck slid round the bend

But the last words she heard him whisper

Is I will love you to the end…