I have not been home since you left long ago I'm thumbing my way back to heaven Calm 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 the 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 overpa** Hang my head and count my steps as another car goes past All the rusted signs we ignored throughout our lives Choosing the shiny ones instead I turned my back, now there's no turning back Mmmmmmm No matter how cold the winter, there's a springtime ahead I smile, but who am I kidding? I'm just walking the mile, every once in a while get a ride I'm thumbing my way back to heaven I'm thumbing my way back to heaven I'm thumbing my way back to heaven