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