I-70

I tore everything I owned from that lonely apartment
 Rent was paid for the next three months
 Next time they came here, I'd be gone
 I walked two blocks to a phone
 I called my brother and I said
 "Brother, I'm coming home"
 And I said
 "Brother, I'm coming home"
 Woah-oh-oh
 Woah-oh-oh
 Woah-oh-oh
 Woah-oh-oh
 I left conquered a long, long time ago
 My streets, my friends, the place I call my home
 Something was missing, I had to make sure
 That there was really a world out there
 And now my thumb catches the breeze
 As cars fly by, just a few feet in front of me
 And I think I finally found my peace
 But God knows I've been doing all the wrong things
 God knows I've been doing all the wrong things
 Woah-oh-oh
 Woah-oh-oh
 Woah-oh-oh
 Woah-oh-oh
 I stand here on the side of the interstate
 The wind blows dust in my face
 My feet are tired, my body aches
 I ain't slept for days and days and days
 For days and days and days
 For days and days and days
 For days and days and days
 I hope someday that you can forgive me
 I hope somewhere that you understand
 Deafening nights, the beat of our heartbeat
 I should've known that it all had to end
 I tore everything I owned from that lonely apartment
 Rent was paid for the next three months
 Next time they came here, I'd be gone
 I walked two blocks to a phone
 I called my brother and I said
 "Brother, I'm coming home"
 And I said
 "Brother, I'm coming home"
 And I said
 "Brother, I'm coming home"
 And I said
 "Brother, I'm coming home"