This four lane highway's a double edged blade.
It can bring me home to you, it can take me far away.
But the miles and time they add up either way.
This four lane highway's a double edged blade.
 
My knuckles white on a steering wheel tonight.
Hope the people like our sound, hope the venue treats us right.
'Cause I'm out here giving this thing my best try.
My knuckles white on a steering wheel tonight.
 
Baby be good while I'm gone.
When I can You know I'll come home.
Don't cry too many tears while I'm away.
This four lane highway's a double edged blade.
 
Now I'm counting down the miles til I get home.
'Cause I hate the thought of you waking up alone.
So I'm flying down this lonely black top road.
Counting down the miles til I get home.
 
Baby be good while I'm gone.
When I can You know I'll come home.
Don't cry too many tears while I'm away.
This four lane highway's a double edged blade.