Highway 20 ride

I ride east every other Friday but if i had it my way Days would not be wasted on this drive And i want so bad to hold you Some of the things I haven't told you Your mom and me just couldn't get along So i'll drive And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Everytime I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line and i count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride A day might come and you'll realize that if you could see through my eyes There was no other way to work it out And a part of you might hate me But son please don´t mistake me For a man that didnt care at all So i'll drive And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Everytime I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line and i count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride So when you drive And the years go flying by I hope you smile If i ever cross your mind It was a pleasure of my life And i cherished every time And my whole world It begins and ends with you On that Highway 20 ride....