Gravity

I left home when I was seventeen

I just grew tired of fallin' down

And I'm sure I was told

The allure of the road

Would be all I found

And all the answers that I started with

Turned out questions in the end

So years roll on by

And just like the sky

The road never ends

And the people who love me still ask me

"When are you coming back to town?"

And I answer quite frankly

"When they stop buildin' roads

And all God needs is gravity to hold me down"

And the people who love me still ask me

"When are you coming back to town?"

And I answer quite frankly

"When they stop buildin' roads

And there ain't no more highways to be found"

And I answer quite frankly

"When they stop buildin' roads

And all God needs is gravity to hold me down"