Be Home Again

Just a long haul driver with a load,

Shipping a family down the road,

Hoping to get paid what I'm owed

And I want to be home again.

The road is long, and I am weary.

The moon is high, and it feels eerie.

The trip was hard, the sky sits dreary.

And I want to be home again.

Their holdings clamor 'round the curves,

As they start a new life in the burbs,

Their success creeps upon my nerves.

And I want to be home again.

My travels started as a child

When my spirit was still wild.

Now, I'm old. My soul is mild.

And I want to be home again.

Tonight, I'll sleep in a hotel's bed

Call my missus, say hi to my kids.

Hauling keeps messing with my head.

And I want to be home again.

The miles behind me are aplenty.

Those that remain are not many.

My mind seems cold and empty,

And I want to be home again.

Muscles ache. My heartbeat drives,

Hungering only to survive,

Wondering about my life,

And I want to be home again.

The road is long, and I am weary.

The moon is high, and it feels eerie.

The trip was hard, the sky sits dreary.

And I want to be home again.

Just a long haul driver with a load,

Shipping a family down the road,

Hoping to get paid what I'm owed

And I want to be home again.

The road is long, and I am weary.

The moon is high, and it feels eerie.

The trip was hard, the sky sits dreary.

And I want to be home again.