There's a road outside of Columbus, Ohio.   Feels like I drove along for year.   This Midwest way of ease it surrounds us.   I cannot deny the rhythm here.   And as I pull away from Riverside beside me.   That High Street never looked so good.   I miss my lady even though she often writes me.   She tells me tales of my neighborhood.      Suprise, suprise. I traveled here.   Four hundred miles from where I'm known.   My friends are here.   A couple year I've spent. I found I have a second home.      As I'm blazing down my trail to education,   There's no bliss in ignorance for me.   I stop and stare, a breath of air might slow me down some.    But that's just fine with me.      Suprise, suprise. I traveled here.   Four hundred miles from where I'm known.   My friends are here.   A couple year I've spent. I found I have a second home.      I never traveled far.   Two hundred miles to go.    That boulevard will take me home.       Suprise, suprise. I traveled here.   Four hundred miles from where I'm known.   My friends are here.   A couple year I've spent. I found I have a second home.   Suprise, suprise. I traveled here.   Four hundred miles from where I'm known.   My friends are here.   A couple year I've spent. I found I have a second home