We're headed home   from the west coast   and the sun is at our backs   I'm searching for   your number in my bag   So much I wanna tell you,   so much that you should know   Like the color   of the sky in Colorado   and the feeling of   the ground beneath my shoes      The snow is falling   lightly on the road   Every mile that we drive   brings us closer to home   Coming down from the mountains   I can see the sky is blue   It reminds me that   I'm coming home      Rolling down the highway   the sun is sinking low   I know that i'll be   driving through the night   So much I wanna tell you,   so much that you should know   Like your favorite song   is playing on the radio   and the Nashville skyline's   painting my rear view      The rain is falling   light on the road   Every mile that goes by   brings us closer to home   Driving on the turnpike   Boston's coming in to view   It reminds me that   I'm coming home to you      The rain is falling   light on the road   Every mile that goes by   brings us closer to home   Driving on the turnpike   Boston's coming in to view   It reminds me that   I'm coming home to you      The sun is shining brightly on the road   Every mile that goes by   brings us closer to home   Driving on the turnpike   Boston' coming in to view   It reminds me that   I'm coming home to you