Lyrics

(Champeaux and Cowherd)
miles to go before you sleep the distance seems like an excuse. you're just out of earshot too dark too deep and the moments apart are abuse. and the road seems to go on forever when you got to walk it alone i'm waiting for you, waiting for you, and you are almost home.
so you rest a while in forgotten summer days lost by memory not by choice your touch was contagious your laugh left me endless desperate for the faith in your voice. and your voice could take me hostage no alibis no days on parole. i'd willingly be your prisoner baby man i miss those days the truth be told.
and the road seems to go on forever when you got to walk it alone i'm waiting for you, waiting for you, and you are almost home...

(*thanks to bob frost)