From the recording expectations - the album
Lyrics
He loaded up his Ford
With everything he owned
Chasing all his crazy dreams
So far from home
Some thought he lost his mind
There were fears that he couldn’t hide
Anything worth anything
Is always worth the ride
Call it chance or providence
And do your best to make some sense
Of where this life is going
There’s just no way of knowing
Until you find faith inside
Take that step to just decide
Go somewhere
You’ve never been before
Through that open door
He knew his circumstances
Wouldn’t stay the same
Things get complicated
Life gets rearranged
Sometimes it’s hard to see
Your way from here to what will be
But in the end, it’s up to you
To live what you believe
Call it chance or providence
And do your best to make some sense
Of where this life is going
There’s just no way of knowing
Until you find faith inside
Take that step to just decide
Go somewhere
You’ve never been before
Through that open door
Bridge
Don’t get caught in the moment
Don’t forget to stop and breathe
One door closes another one opens
That’s the way of destiny
Call it chance or providence
And do your best to make some sense
Of where this life is going
There’s just no way of knowing
Until you find faith inside
Take that step to just decide
Go somewhere
You’ve never been before
Through that open door
Through that open door
Through that open door
Written by: Benton Kevin Stokes
and Yancy Riley
Copyright: SONGS FROM THE BASEMENT (BMI)
SPRINGTOWN MUSIC (ASCAP)