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 i`m counting my way back to heaven i can`t be free with what`s locked inside of me if there was a key, you took it in your hand there`s no wrong or right, but i`m sure there`s good and bad the questions linger overhead no matter how cold the winter, there`s a springtime ahead i`m thumbing my way back to heaven i wish that i could hold you i wish that i had thinking `bout heaven i let go of a rope, thinking that`s what held me back and in time i`ve realized, 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 all the rusted signs we ignore throughout our lives choosing the shiny ones instead i turned my back, now there`s no turning back no matter how cold the winter, there`s a springtime ahead i smile, but who am i kidding? i`m just walking the miles, every once in a while i`ll get a ride i`m thumbing my way back to heaven thumbing my way back to heaven i`m thumbing my way back to heaven...
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