Born on a highway On a freeway ride Eagles come riding in the morning light You better run and hide Find the one you love Eagles fly in the morning sun Eagles fly in the midday sun Eagles fly, eagles...
Sunday morning, 9 a.m. I saw fire in the sky I felt my heart pound in my chest I heard an eagle cry Now I'm alive, I can breathe the air Feel the wind, smell the earth in the air I watch an eagle rise...