I have not been home Since you left long ago I'm thumbing my way back to heaven Counting steps walking backwards on the road Counting my way back to heaven I can't be free With what's locked inside of me There's no wrong or right But I'm sure there's good and bad Questions linger overhead No matter how cold the winter There's a spring time ahead I'm thumbing my way back to heaven I wish that I could hold you I wish that I had Thinking about heaven I let go of the rope Thinking that's what held me back And in time I realize it's now wrapped around my neck I can't see what's next from this lonely overpass Hang my head and count my steps as another car goes past I turn my back Now there's no turning back All the rusted signs we ignore througout our lives Choosing the shiny ones instead No matter how cold the winter There's a spring time ahead I smile but who am I kidding I'm just walking the miles Every once and a while I'll get a ride I'm thumbing my way back to heaven I'm thumbing my way back to heaven I'm thumbing my way back to heaven
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