I'd rather lay my head
On a cool pillow,
In a soft bed.
To curl up and sleep
Until I can sleep no more.
It's an overwhelming desire.
But I keep driving...
I keep driving because
My deepest need
Is just over that horizon.

I turn up the radio
And let a song about
What might have been
Push me down the road.
I wind the engine a little tighter
And move a little faster,
So we won't be a 
What could have been.

In a few miles,
I find a pay phone
And drop in my last quarter
And say "I'm coming home, darlin'."
And I'll hear the voice 
On the other end say
"Door's always open, honey."

©Finn Ahern