Heart weathered heavy hands on the wheel Searing Mojave as lonely as I feel I never intended to be gone this long And I never pretended to be involved Now the road is burning as you did for me My chrome heart is yearning to be Home Abandoned family through this desert lens Looking the way that I left them The intention was there though I'd never follow through This attempted return is my gift to you Now the gauge is empty, I resign my fate I roll to the shoulder and make my way Home