Michael Carpenter and The Banks Brothers - 100 Miles to Go

I wake up in the morning, feeling so all alone
No one there to hold, but I know you're on the end of the phone
Today that ain't enough for me, grab my wheels and I'll be feeling free
100 miles to go, hit the road and I'm coming home

Got so much work to do, the bank is always on my back
Everybody wants a piece, I'm feeling like I'm under attack
All I want is to be by your side, grab my keys and man it's time for a ride
100 miles to go, hit the road and I'm coming home

Though the days are long, I think about you every day
When we talk at night, I know we've always something to say
But I want to look you in the eyes, and this freeway holds the golden prize
100 miles to go, hit the road and I'm coming home


I want to run and hide, but my life has no one else to blame
Feel so far behind, don't even feel I'm playing the game
But with you I am the number one, hit the highway, we'll start having some fun
100 miles to go, hit the road and I'm coming home

Written by:
MICHAEL JOSEPH CARPENTER

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