Song Lyrics:

Shut it down and call this road a day
And put this silence in my heart in a better place
I have travelled with your ghost now for so many years

That I see you in the shadows
In hotel rooms and headlights
You’re coming up beside me
Whether it’s day or night


These days my life is an open book
Missing pages I cannot seem to find
These days your face
In my memory
Is in a folded hand of grace against these times

No one’s ever come between your memory and me
I have driven this weary vessel here alone
Will you still find me if I leave you here beside this
road
Cuz’ I need someone who can touch me
Who’ll put no one above me
Someone who needs me
Like the air he breathes

These days my life is an open book
Missing pages I cannot seem to find
These days your face
In my memory
Is in a folded hand of grace against these times

I can’t remember where this toll road goes
Maybe it’s Fort Worth, maybe it’s a heart of gold
The price of love is such a heavy toll
That I’ve lived my life in the backroads
With your love in my pocket
If I spend the love you gave me
Tell me where will it go?

These days my life is an open book / What can come
between your memory?

Missing pages I cannot seem to find / It’s a memory
of place

These days your face
In my memory
Is in a folded hand of grace against these times

These days your face
In my memory
Is in a folded hand of grace / These days
Folded hand of grace / Against these times
Folded hand of grace / Against these times
Against these times