I walk along this lonesome two-lane road.
The trees are lined up, waiting to say hello.
I greet them like they are loyal,trusted
Friends,because they'll always be there for
Me when I reach the end.
This ol' road's taken me to places
I thought I'd never see. But I know the way
Home, and that road knows me.
I've grown up alone on this two-lane road; with no
One to love and no one to hold.Years have gone by now
And still no one came, but you were there for me and
I feel less ashamed.
Nothing's ever made my senses reel, as the pleasure
Of running through an open field...
The road takes me there...
It always knows when I succeed, and that gives me
The need, to be all alone. On this
Two-lane road headed home.
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