Eight more miles and I'll be home

Back in your grace where I belong

Tonight I'm sleeping in my own bed

With my blue tick feather pillow underneath my head

I feel the wheels on 65

I don't know when - felt so alive

Eight more miles

Eight more miles and I'll be home

Since I've been gone everything's changed

There's been two weeks of steady rain

And the dogwoods bloom - pink and white

And that damp smell of new cut grass is everywhere tonight

Sweet sunny sound - I never knew

Just how much I could miss you

Eight more miles

Eight more miles and I'll be home

I crossed the Rockies on a silver train

I've walked from Burghan in a pouring rain

I met with strangers I came to love

And I've gotten drunk with Chieftans in a Dublin hotel pub

And I dearly love these memories

But all that matters right now to me

Is eight more miles

Eight more miles and I'll be home

Eight more miles

Eight more miles and I'll be home