Well here I am pulled over now

Just crying on the shoulder down

The road that I’ve been driving on for days

So I aim my moral compass

But it’s spinning like a wheel and

You could take that many different ways

I’ve had days as black as nighttime

And nights that lasted years

I spent a thousand hours on my knees

Broke down and started praying

But I was pleading with the wind

Just to never feel a difference in the breeze

They say heaven knows the road is slow

Lord how the hell would heaven know?

Where am I supposed to go from here?

How much longеr now before I’m in the clеar?

Every mile I turned over

Flashes by a little slower

And I guess I better find a place to stay

‘Cause the lightning in the distance

And the thunderheads roll by

As The morning seems to hurry far away

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When the fog lifts off the valley

Where the half moon hides her halo

Beneath the veil of silver linen haze

Maybe then I’ll journey onward

With the darkness in my eyes while I’m

Holding on to hopes of brighter days

They say heaven knows the road is slow

But how the hell would heaven know

Where am I supposed to go from here?

How much longer now before I’m in the clear?