Well here I am pulled over now
Just crying on the shoulder down
the road that I’ve been driving on for days
So I aim my moral compass
But it’s spinning like a wheel and
You could take that many different ways

I’ve had days as black as nighttime
And nights that lasted years
I spent a thousand hours on my knees
broke down and started praying
but I was pleading with the wind
Just to never feel a difference in the breeze

They say heaven knows the road is slow
Lord how the hell would heaven know?
Where am I supposed to go from here?
How much longer now before I’m in the clear?

Every mile I turned over
Flashes by a little slower
And I guess I better find a place to stay
‘Cause the lightning in the distance
And the thunderheads roll through by
As The morning seems to hurry far away

When the fog lifts off the valley
Where the half moon hides her halo
Beneath the veil of silver linen haze
Maybe then I’ll journey onward
With the darkness in my eyes while I’m
Holding on to hopes of brighter days

They say heaven knows the road is slow
But how the hell would heaven know
Where am I supposed to go from here?
How much longer now before I’m in the clear?