Thumbing My Way

I have not been home since you left long ago
 I'm thumbing my way back to heaven
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 Countin 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
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 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 overpass
 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
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 I turned my back, now there's no turning back
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 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