Spent the last seven years of my life on the road
Never though about packing my things and going home
And all the things I've lost along the way
Was made up by the few people who decided to stay
All my life I've been at it alone every day
Was such a lonely road as I'm just trying to make my way back to you
Everyday's the same but i don't mind
I find pleasure in things that are hard to find
As I'm trying to make my way back to you
And it's a hard felt thing
I'm just trying to make my way back to you
I'm just trying to make my way back to you
Day by day i keep moving on with my guitar
By my side and my notebook full of songs as I'm
As I'm making my way straight back to you
Day by day i keep moving on don't care what
They say when they think that i am wrong as I'm
As I'm making my way straight back to you
Everyday's the same and i don't care
I live more life than is my fair share
Chasing the life that seems all of my
Dreams i was hoping one day you would find and uh
Whatcha doing, where you living now
Whats your purpose girl you fell off your cloud
As I'm trying to make my way back to you
And it's a hard felt thing
I'm just trying to make my way back to you
I'm just trying to make my way back to you
Day by day i keep moving on with my guitar
By my side and my notebook full of songs as I'm
As I'm making my way straight back to you
Day by day i keep moving on don't care what
They say when they think that i am wrong as I'm
As I'm making my way straight back to you
I'm just trying to make my way back to you
I'm just trying to make my way back to you
Day by day i keep moving on with my guitar
By my side and my notebook full of songs as I'm
As I'm making my way straight back to you
Day by day i keep moving on don't care what
They say when they think that i am wrong as I'm
As I'm making my way straight back to you