I have not been home since you left long ago I'm thumbing my way back to heaven Counting 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 hands 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 spring time ahead I'm counting my way back to heaven I'd wish that I could hold you I'd wish that I had Thinking about heaven <♪> I let go of a rope Thinking that's what held me back And in time I've realized it'snow 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 ignore throughout our lives Choosing the shiny ones instead I turned my back Nowthere's not turning back mmm No matter how cold the winter there's a spring time ahead I smile but who am I kidding I'm just walking the miles Every once in a while I'm thumbing my way back to heaven I'm thumbing my way back to heaven I'm thumbing my way back to heaven