It's been thirty one days since I've seen my love
and this path of gold seems to've turned to dust
and this cross I bear, supposed to show I care
but all I want is you in my arms, maybe a little closer
And not so far from home, that's where I'm going

Too many times I've seen it fall away
And it's true I don't know where I'm gonna lay
every day should the goos Lord take my life away
But I'll take a green grass and my girl any day
over dirt and dust, halfway across the world
It's gonna be a long, long road to home
And I've passed too many faces along the way 
And I've grown cold
those baby blues, they hold the news
but you refuse to fold
Stand in the kitchen, barely hold the phone
Scream at the lies it told you
Tomorrow I'm coming home

Well it wasn't my ride, it wasn't my time
but I guess that wasn't on their minds
when they laid that mine, no use in cryin'
and it's not that I wished it passed me by
I just don't believe that it's called a fight
If you can't see the white in his eyes

Too many times I've seen it fall away
And it's true I don't know where I'm gonna lay
every day should the goos Lord take my life away
But I'll take a green grass and my girl any day
over dirt and dust, halfway across the world
It's gonna be a long, long road to home
And I've passed too many faces along the way 
And I've grown cold
those baby blues, they hold the news
but you refuse to fold
Stand in the kitchen, barely hold the phone
Scream at the lies it told you
Tomorrow I'm coming home

It's been thirty one days since I've seen my love
and this path of gold seems to've turned to dust
and this cross I bear, supposed to show I care