the air s crisp kinda weather that sobers your mind and drives you back home again you lift all the burdens from your shoulders and realize you ve reached the end tell me honestly what you came here for when you ve had enough but you beg for more and you talk so tough but you can t ignore that you re done driving down a dead end road done driving on down a dead end road late nights don t they stretch on forever you never thought that you would have to ask for help it s alright baby it s just a little static on the line that time is gonna figure out you re gonna figure it out you missed it the sound of tires on the gravel you missed it the stinging sun the open arms you missed it after the miles you ve already traveled you missed it how could you ever look beyond you re done driving down a dead end road done driving down a dead end road