Diesel fumes on a denim sleeve
Waiting for the wind to leave
Coffee black in a plastic cup
Watching as the sun wakes up
Flash a picture of the silver grill
Standing out here perfectly still
Yellow lines in a faded frame
Every highway feels the same
Hold the heat in a porcelain pot
Keep the engine heavy and hot
Ride the road till the sky turns blue
I am coming home back to you
Heavy boots on a linoleum floor
Lean your shoulder against the door
Steam is rising in a steady white
Cutting through the heavy night
Hold the heat in a porcelain pot
Keep the engine heavy and hot
Ride the road till the sky turns blue
I am coming home back to you
Gear shift grinding in a low-end moan
Miles of asphalt I walked alone
Now the kettle starts to sing a song
Right here is where I finally belong
Snap a photo of the kitchen light
Holding on to a single sight
Brake pads smoking in the summer heat
Resting now on a quiet street
Tired eyes in a cracked mirror pane
Washing off the highway rain
Steel and iron in a steady grip
Taking one more long slow sip
Hold the heat in a porcelain pot
Keep the engine heavy and hot
Ride the road till the sky turns blue
I am coming home back to you
Chrome and kettle, chrome and kettle
Home at last, home at last!
