Thumbing My Way

I have not been home

since you left long ago

I'm thumbing my way back to heaven



Calm steps walking backwards on the road

I'm counting my way back to heaven



I can't be free with what's locked inside of me

If there was a key you took it in your hand



There's no wrong or right

but I'm sure there's good and bad

the questions linger overhead



No matter how cold the winter

There's a springtime ahead

I'm thumbing my way back to heaven



I wish that I could hold you

I wish that I had

Thinking about heaven



I let go of the rope

Thinking that's what held me back

And in time I've realized

It's now wrapped around my neck



I can't see what's next

from this lonely overpass

Hang my head and count my steps

as another car goes past



All the rusted signs

we ignored throughout our lives

choosing the shiny ones instead



I turned my back

now there's no turning back



mmmmmmm



No matter how cold the winter

There's a springtime ahead

I smile, but who am I kidding?



I'm just walking the mile

every once in a while get a ride



I'm thumbing my way back to heaven

I'm thumbing my way back to heaven

I'm thumbing my way back to heaven