Lyric Thumbing My Way

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 hand
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 springtime ahead
i m thumbing my way back to heaven
i wish that i could hold you
i wish that i had
thinking bout heaven
i let go of a rope, thinking that s what held me back
and in time i ve realized, it s now 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, now there s no turning back
no matter how cold the winter, there s a springtime ahead
i smile, but who am i kidding?
i m just walking the miles, every once in a while i ll get a ride
i m thumbing my way back to heaven
thumbing my way back to heaven
i m thumbing my way back to heaven...