When I Call You Home (song)

This tunnel keeps closing in,
a peripheral dimming, black vision.
My world is spinning away from me
rolling off the tip of a finger I can't see.
Cracking the floor, bringing thunder to my road
tears fall from my eyes...little lights of hope.

I remember how I loved laughing,
But I'm not laughing now.
Because through our small sins
You never budged an inch.
And now when I grow tired,
I grow alone.
But, when I'm inspired
I can call you home.

This engine is about to start,
the screech of a fast car humming with my heart.
The tires are burning free
crossing two white lines to misery.
Peeling up the asphalt on this thunder road
breaking ground on my one last hope.

I remember how I loved laughing
But I'm not laughing now.
Because through our small sins
You never budged an inch.
And now when I grow tired,
I grow alone.
But, when I'm inspired
I can call you home.
I used to call you home.