Drivin' Home |
© 2008 Lindsay House Blue Ridge Vision -- Shenandoah Valley, Virginia
Drivin’ Home
I’m drivin’ home in a drizzle, my heart all soggy and blue.
I’m drivin’ home in a drizzle, wonderin’ where you’ve gone off to.
I see bales of hay across the field,
I wonder when my poor heart is gonna heal.
I’m drivin’ home, drivin’ home, drivin’ home without you.
I’m drivin’ home in a drizzle, the corn stalks standin’ so tall.
I’m drivin’ home in a drizzle, and all I want to do is bawl.
I see bales of hay across the field.
I wonder when my poor heart is gonna heal.
I’m drivin’ home, drivin’ home, drivin’ home without you.
Oh Lord, it feels so bad. I need your love right now.
I know I’ve got to trust You, so help me do it some how.
I’m drivin’ home, drivin’ home, drivin’ home
Alone.
© 2000 Raylyn Terrell