Up the Road Songtext
von Ron Sexsmith

I′m looking out across the way to her old abode
It'd sure be good to see her again coming up the road
When out to paint the weather grey lo and behold
Her eyes told of better days coming up the road


And maybe love knows where to find me
And i′ll wake up and find her beside me to guide me
For the world can not defeat us when you've got a hand to hold
And how the stars will greet us then coming up the road

Baby there'll be happier times
If we believe everything′s going to be all right with all our might
I′m looking out across the way to her old abode
It'd sure be good to see her again coming up the road