Текст песни Head Held High - Bob Margolin

Driving along on a long dark road
The sound of my tires, rhythm and groove on
Dreams and memories from long ago
In years and miles steady roll and I move on

Lost in myself for six hours or more
I crested the hill and I saw
A car moving slow, too close, just ahead
I slammed on my brakes so we'd both be dead

My rambling mind snapped back to here and now
And I saw just before I eased by
The back of the car almost touched the road
Heavy loaded to the roof, I wonder why

I just had to look but I did not expect to see
Who could be living so dangerously
But her inside light was on and she looked back at me
Her head held high and a tear in her eye

Her head held high, a tear in her eye
Her head held high and a tear in her eye

Was she running away from a love gone bad?
Or packed all she could carry to start a new life?
Maybe both or neither, but I felt her blues
As I passed her, I saw her both strong and sad

Her head held high and a tear in her eye
Her head held high, a tear in her eye

Maybe her ship had sailed
Maybe she lost at love
Maybe she missed a life she didn't live
And maybe she'd rise above

Lives passing in the night
I passed her on the right
Fight or flight, soon out of sight
Driving towards darkness or hoping for light

Her head held high, a tear in her eye
Her head held high, a tear in her eye
Her head held high, a tear in her eye