Texty: Tonight We Ride. Find My Way Home.

(Whoas at the beginning)

There's a heaven I drive by sometimes,
when I'm going straight out of my mind,
its like a religion, like falling asleep at the wheel,
with a solid 8 hours to drive,

And there's a street that I walk down at night,
in an attempt to dodge all of the cars on the left and the right,
from the front to the back,
side to side,
and the streetlights let me know that I'm still alive,

So raise up your glass for toast,
cause you're life is all I've ever known,
its all I've ever known, and its never enough,
yeah yeah yeah,

Pour another beer and then,
another shot of Jameson,
help me find my way home,
help me find my way home,
and its never enough,
yeah yeah yeah yeah,


I'll share half my bottle with you,
and we'll convince ourselves what we've been through
is the end, its the edge,
its the feeling that no one is near,
its that feeling we grasp at for hope and for fear,

So raise up your glass for toast,
cause you're life is all I've ever known,
its all I've ever known, and its never enough,
yeah yeah yeah,

Pour another beer and then,
another shot of Jameson,
help me find my way home,
help me find my way home,
and its never enough,
yeah yeah yeah yeah,

(Whoas til the end)