Thumbing my way
I have not been homesince you left long agoI'm thumbing my way back to heavenCalm steps walking backwards on the roadI'm counting my way back to heavenI can't be free with what's locked inside of meIf there was a key you took it in your handThere's no wrong or rightbut I'm sure there's good and badthe questions linger overheadNo matter how cold the winterThere's a springtime aheadI'm thumbing my way back to heavenI wish that I could hold youI wish that I hadThinking about heavenI let go of the ropeThinking that's what held me backAnd in time I've realizedIt's now wrapped around my neckI can't see what's nextfrom this lonely overpassHang my head and count my stepsas another car goes pastAll the rusted signswe ignored throughout our liveschoosing the shiny ones insteadI turned my backnow there's no turning backmmmmmmmNo matter how cold the winterThere's a springtime aheadI smile, but who am I kidding?I'm just walking the mileevery once in a while get a rideI'm thumbing my way back to heavenI'm thumbing my way back to heavenI'm thumbing my way back to heaven
O desvio nem sempre é bem-vindo..mas no final fará sentido...............
