White Lines Fly

White lines on the asphalt fly

Underneath a painted sky

Every mile brings me closer to home

thinking of you

I can see the porch light shining clear

Counting down the minutes till I'm near

Underneath a painted sky

Every mile we let fly

Bringing me back

to where you stand With my heart in your hand

(oh yeah)

Dusty boots and a heavy load

Fading out on this open road

But the thought

of your smile

Makes it worth every mile

Underneath a painted sky

Every mile we let fly

Bringing me back

to where you stand With my heart in your hand (oh-oh-oh)

White lines flying by

Underneath that painted sky

Yeah, I'm coming home (coming home)