I see at least eight million feet of road beneath me every month but i know the road is worth it when I see the show packed back to front twenty hours on a bus, just to come up and sing a song with you for better or for worse, it’s true,
I’m married to my dream I wanna see, what we could be, something better than before, something more, there’s so many open doors just waiting for somebody brave enough to take the lead and i think that that somebody’s you and me.
on the road another day call up a friend, need a place to stay.
sometimes it seems like I’m homeless but I know where my friend’s are is where my home is I think its time to pack up for a road trip so I can see them again
and I’m so sick of trying to fit in here where I don’t fit and I know I’m not the only one who’s homesick and I wanna see you guys again. ‘cause wherever my friends are is where my home is
You know what frustrates me to no end? I made a couple friends here I might never see again. friends down south, and up by the border, one of these days I think a road trip’s in order.
Some friends come and go but others never change and you should know I don’t give less than my all when I make friends, I’m in for the long haul.
on the road another day call up a friend, need a place to stay.
sometimes it seems like I’m homeless but I know where my friend’s are is where my home is I think its time to pack up for a road trip so I can see them again
and I’m so sick of trying to fit in here where I don’t fit and I know I’m not the only one who’s homesick and I wanna see you guys again. ‘cause wherever my friends are is where my home is
Another day sets, you can't erase this weary eyed on the bedside and less than famous (4x) This is where we belong (3x) I'm hollowed out, out on the sidewalk It's more than lyrics to me. It's more than lyrics to me (2x) Round in circles again