Old Dusty Road

Sitting here counting dusty drops on the window pane
I heard the tickin' of the old wall clock through the pouring rain
It's hard to hear my thoughts
Through the voices circling all around me
I have to get out to get my head up straight
And find a different way to see

The answer lies when we feel free
When we go on and we can just be
When no one is breathing down our neck
When time has no meaning
And we don't look back

We'll find faith
We'll find hope
We'll see that we'll find the truth
On an old dusty road

We're stumbling through our boring days
Like some blinded fools
Running round in circles
Just to stick to all the rules

We search for a meaning in all we say and all we do
Just to find out one fine day
There will never be a breakthrough

The answer lies when we feel free
When we go on and we can just be
When no one is breathing down our neck
When time has no meaning and we don't look back

We'll find faith
We'll find hope
We'll see that we'll find the truth
On an old dusty road

The answer lies traveling down the road
When we go on and carry that load
This road will remain even when we're gone
Our children will walk it at the break of dawn

We'll find faith
We'll find hope
We'll see that we'll find the truth

On an old dusty road



Credits
Writer(s): Dan Wright, Rob Miller
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