Actions speak louder than words I heard her silently scream As she picked up that old suitcase And walked through that tattered frontdoor screen I heard myself it'll be okay Though I knew I wasn't sure She always loved me more than I did And the best part of me was always her Gonna be a cold blue highway without you Oh it's gonna be a sad old rodeo All the good ol' boys on the radio are singing about you They say if home is where the heart is No one lives here anymore Firmly believing that I'm right Knowing that I've been wrong before The rain cries softly on my window And I hear winter whistle through my door My whole life I've been going round and round I could 'a swore I heard the call I thought I was expanding my horizons But I'm just making bigger circles after all Gonna be a cold blue highway without you...