Two and a half months on the road
I can't stop thinking about what you're doing at home
Don't get me wrong
This is still what I love most
But I just want to hold you close
One night with you just wasn't enough
So I'm hoping like hell
That you'll wait up for me
To come back home
So I'll sing
One more song
To let you know
When I get home
You better pick
Up the phone
Because I don't want
To be alone
And I've been through
At least forty eight states
Still no one
Compares to you
You may be laughing
But it's true
I swear it's true
And I've been chasing you
For a year now
And I'll keep running
Even if my knees give out
So make this song number two
I'd still do anything just to be with you
So I'll sing
One more song
To let you know
When I get home
You better pick
Up the phone
Because I don't want
To be alone
So I'll sing
One more song
To let you know
When I get home
You better pick
Up the phone
Because I don't want
To be alone