

Cardboard boxes line the hardwood floor
Your winter coat is hanging by the door
We talk in whispers like we're out of time
Trying to memorize your hand in mine
And the highway map is laid across the bed
Every mile marker running through my head (mmmmm)
Go find your horizon,
go chase down your dreams
Even when the distance tears me at the seams
I will love you from the quiet of this room
Hoping that the road leads back to you soon (oh,
back to you)
I'll keep your favorite coffee mug right here
And talk to you whenever you are near
In my thoughts, across the state lines wide
Still walking right beside you side by side
Go safe, my love
(mmmmm) I'll be right here