Winter has once again arrived
on the road 
The snow here has melted 
Leaving a sandy coating over the empty streets 
On the road 
The cars are dirty with salt and the north faces are on every face you see
On the road 
A cold bed and my own thoughts
On the road
I want you to come home 
I need you next to me 
I miss you 
When you’re on the road

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