On the Road to Freedom

I'm on the road to freedom

On the road to love

Yonder can you see them

Who they're thinking of

I met a rich man on the road

He told me where to go

To get my hands upon some gold

But I still answered no

'Cause freedom waits for me ahead

Your gold will slow me down

I smiled as I walked on my way

And left him with a frown

I met an old man on the road

His eyes were clear and wise

Can you direct me on my way

To where the answer lies

I'm looking for the road to freedom

So I can be free

He said keep thinking as you walk

And one day you will see

I'm on the road to freedom

On the road to truth

Yonder can you see them

Wasting precious youth

I thought as I walked down the road

Of what the man had said

It seems to me that what he meant

Is freedom's in your head

The road I walk along is time

It's measured out in hours

And now I need not rush along

I stop to see the flowers

Stop to smell the flowers