Seen it all, endless nights and storm clouds brewing
A tired heart, 18 wheels and ash-vault moving.
I felt the hurt along the way, seen the tears roll down her face
Nothing could ever take her place,
Out there on the road so alone
Early sun rising, in and out of hotel rooms
Highways winding, another town to push on through
Painted memories in my mind,
they got me through hard days and the longer nights
But now I'm turning back the tide, I didn't realize how far I'd gone.
Endless nights, that emptiness lasted forever
When all I wanted was for all of us to be together
Because it is the feeling of home,
finally home.
Sometimes it's hard to stop a rolling stone
But wherever it may roll, it always seems to find its way back home
It always seems to find its way back home
I always seem to find my way back to you.
