Thumbing My Way

<br>I have not been home since you left long ago<br><br>Im thumbing my way back to heaven<br><br>Counting steps, walking backwards on the road<br><br>Im counting my way back to heaven<br><br>I cant be free with whats locked inside of me<br><br>If there was a key, you took it in your hand<br><br>Theres no wrong or right, but Im sure theres good and bad<br><br>The questions linger overhead<br><br>No matter how cold the winter, theres a springtime ahead<br><br>Im thumbing my way back to heaven<br><br>I wish that I could hold you<br><br>I wish that I had<br><br>Thinking bout heaven<br><br>I let go of a rope, thinking thats what held me back<br><br>And in time Ive realized, its now wrapped around my neck<br><br>I cant see whats next, from this lonely overpass<br><br>Hang my head and count my steps, as another car goes past<br><br>All the rusted signs we ignore throughout our lives<br><br>Choosing the shiny ones instead<br><br>I turned my back, now theres no turning back<br><br>No matter how cold the winter, theres a springtime ahead<br><br>I smile, but who am I kidding? <br><br>Im just walking the miles, every once in a while Ill get a ride<br><br>Im thumbing my way back to heaven<br><br>Thumbing my way back to heaven<br><br>Im thumbing my way back to heaven...