The afternoon is heavy on
There's a truck out on the 4 lane,
The winding of the wheels
He's an hour away from crying
Love your prayers up in the sky
There's a fire that's softly burning
But it's the light in your eyes
Feels like a long lost friend
There's all the news to tell it,
how'd you spend your time,
and what's the neighbors name,
And your mother called last Friday,
And you never made a move,
Hey, it's good to be back home again
feels like a long -lost friend
Yes, hey, it's good to be
And all the time that I can lay
The kisses that I live for,
the love that lights the way
The happiness that living
Hey, it's good to be back
feels like a long -lost friend
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