Last Highway Home

Touching down on Earth again
It's been sixteen years my friend
Since I last tasted of your air
Drifting down the moon-lit way
In my '66 Galaxie
"Detroit Rock City" pounds the radio

And I ache for you at exit 21
I'm going home

Weaving Highway 33
Ahead lies Atomic City
And she drones right into fourth gear
Sliding down the driver glass
Think of days long weary passed
And that I still love you
Yeah, I do

And I ache for you, fly by mile marker 215

And at last I see, enchanting me, the hill... so still
Against the stars, that sleep so far, the breeze... the trees
Where my wonder sown, a child alone, did dream... of we
And that such a man of desert land, could fly... so high

I hear your song shadow
(Lately, I have no care)
I'd give it all to show
(Fold me in red)
These paths my old shoes wear
(Touched down, and did you know?)
And breathe with you this air
(I breathe your air)

My gaze drifts down from the sky
As a flare catches my eye
And I may never look up again
'Cause high beams sweep around the bend
It's your '68 Trans Am
At last my sorrow crumbles
Hey, it's you

And I ache for you, beholding lost years in your eyes
And I ache with you
Can we please gear down off this road?
Through this grove
Flank this knoll
We're almost home