Country Roads

COUNTRY ROADS

WRITTEN BY J.R HILTON

2017

EYES OPEN TO THE DAWN

A HALF HOUR MORE AND I'LL BE GONE

OUT ON THE HIGHWAY, DRIVING INTO THE SUN

SWINGING NORTH ON COUNTRY ROADS 

FIELDS OF GOLD WAITING IN THE MORNING SUN

WHISPERING PINES CALLING ME

PAINTED SKY, OLD BARNS, WINDMILLS

THAT I PASS BY

INCITE A FEELING OF PEACE IN MY SOUL

IGNITE A DREAM, I CAN'T LET GO

FEELING FREE, NOBODY PULLING ME 

TO THINGS AND PLACES I DON'T WANT TO BE

MARKING TIME ON COUNTRY ROADS

OUT WHERE NOBODY KNOWS

STANDING THERE IN A MIST

NOTHING THAT I WOULDN'T RISK, TO GET HERE

OUT ON COUNTRY ROADS TO STAY

CAN'T KEEP ME AWAY

SOON AS I LEAVE I START TO MISS IT

WHAT DO I DO

OUT IN THE FIELD CONTEMPLATING

THINKING ABOUT A WAY, TO MAKE IT EVERYDAY 

EVERY NIGHT, I CAN'T LOOK AWAY

LOOKING OUT MY BACK PORCH

LOOKING AT THE MOON

LISTENING TO THE NIGHT

I CAN HARDLY HEAR A THING 

JUST ME AND YOU, COUNTRY ROAD

OUR OWN LITTLE HEAVEN, WE'LL NAME IT SHANGRA LA 

HANG A SIGN WHERE EVERYONE CAN SEE

RIGHT NEXT TO THE SIGN THAT SAYS THIS IS PRIVATE PROPERTY 

OUR SANCTUARY ON A COUNTRY ROAD

WHISPERING PINES CALLING ME  BACK HOME

WHEN I COME HOME, LEAVE ALL THAT CITY STUFF BEHIND

QUIETLY UNWIND, BENEATH A MILLION STARS

WINDMILLS, PAINTED SKY, PASSING BY

I THINK IT'S MINE, I THINK I CAN DO THIS

IGNITE A DREAM, MAKE A WISH

SEND IT AWAY

WE CAN WAIT ANOTHER DAY

FOR COUNTRY ROADS, BATHED IN SUNLIGHT

DRIVING RAIN, AND THE NORTHERN LIGHTS 

AROUND THE FIRE, BURNING BRIGHT

THE MAGIC OF THE STILLNESS 

I CAN'T LET GO