Gospel of the Road

I get to travel
 Chasin' somethin' I can't see
 Is it fame or is it fortune or is somethin' chasin' me?
 When I'm miles away
 And when the hours feel like days
 I start thinkin' of my home and why I go away
 Why I go away
 I got this dream that I can't shake
 It shines like silver
 It's pure like gold
 And it rings like church bells
 For the Gospel of the Road
 All my wasted time
 When I had nothin' to believe
 Every day a little more I learned what love means
 Got me a workin' man
 Nothin' fancy for me
 A little house to call my own outside the city
 But I can't sleep
 There's this dream that's chasin' me
 It shines like silver
 It's pure like gold
 And it rings like church bells
 For the Gospel of the Road
 Sticks like honey
 And it bites like cold
 And I love you, baby
 But still I have to go
 Still I have to go
 This is paradise
 Here with everyone I love
 I watch the children play in the yard beneath the setting sun
 But I can't sleep again
 A few more hours and I'm gone
 So I listen to the cars as they roll down Highway 1
 And I hear somethin'
 And it shines like silver
 It's pure like gold
 But it rings like church bells
 For the Gospel of the Road
 Sticks like honey
 And it bites like cold
 And I love you, baby
 But still I have to go
 Still I have to go
 Still I have to go