Well it seems that we've been runnin' from are past

Life never gave us time to settle down

And you questioned whether frightened love can last

And that ole highway song is just not where it's at



The trees roll by and the white lines hold me back

From mobile to Denver there's something that they all lack

So until we find a place to make a new start

I will build you a homestead in my heart



Well I'm lookin' at you sleepin' across the seat

And the whine of the trucks are fillin' up my ears

All the highs and lows left somewhere in between

All those one night stands between Dallas and new Orleans



Well I can't offer much except the love

Of a guitar picker ain't nobody thinkin' of

So until we find a place to make a new start

I will build you a homestead in my heart



So until we find a place to make a new start

I will build you a homestead in my heart



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