Roadsigns
It’s four in the mornin’ on a quiet stretch of road
Running eastward from the Rockies to the sea
The moon shines bright on the corn fields tonight
And the air is sweet with possibility
I'm one week through a journey that began unexpectedly
And I have no idea when it will end
But each passing mile brings me closer to the truth
And I can’t wait to get back home again
I’m reading roadsigns, and hope they point the way
To a place where dreams come true
Reading roadsigns, to forget about the past
I read the roadsigns, hoping they will bring me home to you
Sitting in a diner, my exhileration waning
Somewhere between the darkness and the dawn
Searching in vain for second chances
Some way to find myself before I’m gone
I’m just a lonely pilgrim, in search of immortality
Driven by a need I can’t defend
But love is stronger than anger and fear
And I can't wait to get back home again
CHORUS
All of the crosses on the roadside
Are melting like a landscape in the rain
And all of the darkness that brought me this far
Burns up in the light of a brand new day
Standing at a truck stop, along some dusty interstate
A telephone is cradled in my ear
A small voice says “Daddy, where have you gone?”
There is no way to tell him why I’m here
Then is occurs to me, though I am not a hero to myself
There is someone who needs me
And therein lies the answer
It all seems perfectly clear
And the rest of my life spreads before me like a rose
Lord please get me home and far away from here
And I read the roadsigns, and know they'll point the way
To a place where dreams come true
I read the roadsigns, and forget about the past
I read the roadsigns, knowing they will bring me home to you
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