Autum turning, summer fallsnTail lights disappearnI've been stalling on our last goodbyenThat's ringing in my earsnnThere's a warm first handnMarking hours 'til I returnnnI miss you more each time I gonThese roads were made to take me homennCan't fault the highways, can't blame the wheelsnFor the life I chosenThese windshield movies with thin yellow linesnBarely pull me throughnnIf I only had nWhat I'd give to turn aroundnnI miss you more each time I gonThese roads were made to take me homenI miss you more each time I gonThese roads were made to take me homennFor all the waysnTimes and places changenOnly one thing stays the samennI miss you more each time I gonThese roads were made to take me homenI miss you more each time I gonThese roads were made to take me home