There Is No Space

Dont wait up I wont stay This old road Knows my name Dust keeps falling On my boots Every mile Cuts the truth One more town One more lie Keep your eyes Off mine I ride Alone No place To call home The night Knows Where i belong Keep moving On Broken signs Empty bars Cold engines Old guitars Every stranger Looks away Like they know I wont stay No regrets No excuse Every road Leaves a bruise I ride Alone No place To call home When the sun Goes down Im still Around Keep riding