Ain't much traffic this time of night
Even in the middle of town
It's when they shut the highway down to work
Every night I leave
Wishing it didn't have to be
This way again
I my life worth living time and time again
Do I have the strength to keep looking up
Sometimes it's a hell of a spot to be in
To see all you're passing by and passing up
I'm passing by soldiers on their own front lines
Fighting wars within their hearts
I'm passing by mothers on their telephone lines
Finding their sons finding their part
I'm passing by
I'll come back home
But I'm, just passing by
It occurred to me tonight
I could just drive away
My exit's the next right
I could end up that car
Sitting in a ditch
Every god forsaken inch of it
Life is fragile
Ready to break at any time
We go on living looking for tomorrow
Never seeing what's in sight
I'm passing by soldiers on their own front lines
Fighting wars within their hearts
I'm passing by mothers on their telephone lines
Finding their sons finding their part
I'm passing by
I'll come back home
But I'm, just passing by
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home