Track Insight / Lyrics
Hello, sweetheart, can you hear
Static crackles through the door
Dad is moving, far, yet near
Your message warms this waiting floor
Your number's flashing on the dash
A red light blinking by the store
The airport clock is moving fast
I left you something by the door
Keep the porch light burning gold
Till you land and I am there
Dad is driving, coming home
To tell you I still care
Your words are sitting in the rain
Your voice is steady, sweet, and clear
I taped your number by the gear
And saved the route that leads me here
Keep the porch light burning gold
Till you land and I am there
Dad is driving, coming home
To tell you I still care
Her old umbrella by the seat
A paper map with folded corners
Rain has tapped a steady beat
While road signs shine like morning horns
The taxi meter counts the miles
And every quarter marks the fare
Your little hand once touched my smile
I keep that warmth against the air
Keep the porch light burning gold
Till you land and I am there
Dad is driving, coming home
To tell you I still care
Now the runway bends below
Like a silver ribbon tied
Your brave heart has somewhere to go
Mine has learned to ride the tide
If the tower clouds my old eyes
Or dusk gets tangled in the wires
I will find you through the skies
And count the miles like counting fires
Keep the porch light burning gold
Till you land and I am there
Dad is driving, coming home
To tell you I still care
When the engines fade to low
You will know the way to home
The porch light stays on through the night
The kettle sings beside the sink
Your father's voice is coming right
Across the miles on silver wings
