Dusty boots on a gravel lane,
Sunset fades, but the heart's refrain,
Windmill turns 'neath a sky of chrome,
On this long, long road back home.
Fields of green, rows of corn,
Gravel crunches as the day is born,
Birds awake with a hopeful tone,
Guiding me on the road back home.
It's a long road back home, I know,
Where the fields and rivers flow,
Through the nights so dark and lone,
I'll find my way on this road back home.
Old barn's creak like a whispered tale,
Ghosts of time in the moonbeam's veil,
Memories in every whisper and moan,
Echoes lead me down the road back home.
Lamp lights glow through a farmhouse pane,
Warmth and love in the window's flame,
Every mile, I'm never alone,
Feeling close on this road back home.
It's a long road back home, I know,
Where the fields and rivers flow,
Through the nights so dark and lone,
I'll find my way on this road back home.
Lamp lights glow through a farmhouse pane,
Warmth and love in the window's flame,
Every mile, I'm never alone,
Feeling close on this road back home.
It's a long road back home, I know,
Where the fields and rivers flow,
Through the nights so dark and lone,
I'll find my way on this road back home.