I’m on the road again,
Trying to get through the tough times in my life.
On the road to no-where.
Trying to get home.
I am in a hurry,
The road is wet,
So I go slow.
I’ve just came from the store,
Trying to get home.
I have a family waiting for me,
And I don’t want to crash.
Like I did before.
Trying to get home.
The drive is long.
It seems longer as I go.
I don’t want to stop,
For fear I won’t get home.
I dare don’t look over the edge,
For fear I might fall.
I don’t like it up here.
And just want to get home.
I wish I could get home,
By some sort of magic.
But it’s the real world,
And I know I can’t.
I know what I would do if I ever crashed.
Do you?
I just pray to God it never happens.
But if it did I would just pray,
I will be all right to live another day.
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