I have often been flagged down
By random strangers looking for a ride..
Which way they would ask
And I will tell them,
I am just passing by.
It's a long road I have traveled
And with me on this journey
Have traveled quite a few,
These roads have been mostly kind
And in moments of rare distress
I have found strangers in my life,
Kinder than the friends around.
Don't honk too loud behind me
I shall allow you a pass without a murmur
I have been a rider on this road for long
There is really no place I call myself a home
Even as you hurry ahead
I am just passing through.