Besedila: Steven Curtis Chapman. Other. Rubber Meets The Road.

Well, I couldn't reach the pedals, but I could hold on to the wheel
I was driving in the Indy in my Daddy's Oldsmobile
And I took the checkered flag and never took the car out of park
Maybe I was sitting still, but I was driving in my heart
And then one day this young man's dreams came true
Dad threw the keys to me and said "let's see what you can do"

Fire up your engines, come on let's go
This is where the rubber meets the road
It's time to put in motion everything you know
This is where the rubber meets the road, meets the road
The rubber meets the road

Well, I drove about an hour and finally made it around the block
I was in all of my glory, Dad was in a state of shock
But it didn't take long for me to understand
That the road's a different place when the wheel is in your hand
You can dream and scheme and talk about it, read it in a book
Look where you want to go, but are you going where you've looked?

I've got a Bible on the table, I've got 5 more on my shelf
I've got a head half full of knowledge far from what I'd call a wealth
But I know what I do know, better yet I know who knows me
And He's given us directions and He's throwing us the keys, saying . . .