Fading Signs

Fading signs on a gravel road

(yeah) Lightening up a heavy,

heavy load

We are flying down the county line

Leaving all our dust and doubts behind Let the wheels spin free

and fast This heavy

load is in the past

White-tailed deer leaping in the field Hands tight-gripped on a leather wheel

Every mile is a brand new start

Beating steady in a hopeful heart

We are flying down the county line

Leaving all our dust and doubts behind Let the wheels spin free

and fast This heavy load is in the past

(oh yeah!)

Fading signs on a gravel road...

Lightening up a heavy load...