Verse 1 In the parking lot, under the neon glow, He handed me the keys, whispered low. With a smile that could light up the night, He said, "Honey, come home when you're ready." Chorus I'm on my way, where the heart knows the way, To the place where dreams and memories lay. With every mile, the road feels like a song, I'm coming home, where I belong. Verse 2 Radio humming as the white lines blur, Old love letters in the glovebox stir. Passing fields where we carved our names, Every mile closer, nothing feels the same. Chorus I'm on my way, where the heart knows the way, To the place where dreams and memories lay. With every mile, the road feels like a song, I'm coming home, where I belong. Bridge Mama slapped me on the back of my head, "Why didn't you say something?" she said. That poor man was crying, tears in his eyes, I just laughed, 'Cause I don't remember the ties.' Outro He turned away, tears in his eyes, Back to his Peterbilt under the skies. With a heavy heart, he drove away, Leaving memories of that fateful day.
