Foggy Roads

Rolling out before the dawn,
Headlights cutting through the grey,
That highway path has drawn,
But I can't see half mile away.
The trees are ghosts along the road,
The wind is whispering my name,
A long way left for this load,
But I’m driving just the same.
Foggy roads and faded lines,
Leading me through lonesome times,
Can’t see where I’ve been or where I’ll go,
But I keep moving nice and slow.
Every turn’s a mystery,
But there’s something calling me,
On these foggy roads, I’ll find my way back home.
Memories hang just like the mist,
Of miles that have slipped away,
Every curve and every twist,
And places I have had to stay.
But the past is just a shadow,
Fading out like morning light,
And I’ve got dreams out in the distance,
Waiting at the end of night.
Foggy roads and faded lines,
Leading me through lonesome times,
Can’t see where I’ve been or where I’ll go,
But I keep moving nice and slow.
Every turn’s a mystery,
But there’s something calling me,
On these foggy roads, I’ll find my way back home.
Maybe life’s just like this highway,
Never knowing what’s ahead,
But if I trust this wheel to guide me,
I’ll find sunshine up ahead.
Foggy roads and faded lines,
Leading me through lonesome times,
Can’t see where I’ve been or where I’ll go,
But I keep moving nice and slow.
Every turn’s a mystery,
But there’s something calling me,
On these foggy roads, I’ll find my way back home.
Outro:
Yeah, these foggy roads, they lead me home...

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