Over the far horizon, round the next bend,
We’re not watching it on TV it is for real my friend.
I could be comfortable at home,
There is no need for me to roam.
Here I am in a pop-top van
Living like a sardine in a can,
Travel is an adventure of discovery,
Home is my destination for recovery.
Round the next corner a new surprise,
all fresh and new before my eyes.
I am not over the hill,
What awaits me is still a thrill
Meandering is the way to go,
driving along taking it slow.
Enjoying everything on the way,
the destination is just a place to stay.
The people you meet, the sights you see
are real experiences, not like on TV.
No TV ads telling us what we need.
actually the ads encourage our greed.
Out on the road in our mobile home,
It is a pleasure just to roam.
Free like a bird on a feathery wing
we travel light but want for nothing.
The people you meet, the sites you see
are real experiences not like on TV.
I would be contented in my comfort zone,
but there is no challenge living at home.
A live adventure stretches your ability,
And all the exercise is not futility.
You realize there is no reason to be afraid,
Look at all the friends we’ve made.
When things go wrong as they sometimes do,
People will rally to help you.
There is so much kindness to be found,
Give it a try before you are underground.