Lyrics
[verse]
Another hotel room in another town I can't recall
Guitar case by the door, cold coffee on the wall
I called you from the lobby just to hear you breathe
Some nights the road feels like it's all I'll ever need
But then I hang up the phone and the silence creeps back in
And I remember exactly where my heart has always been
[chorus]
I'm not lying here on a bed of roses
It's a beat-up mattress and a heart that's overexposed
But if you were here beside me, even this would feel like home
Not a bed of roses, just a place I'm not alone
Wherever you are, that's the closest thing to roses I know
[verse]
I've seen a hundred cities from the window of a bus
Everywhere looks the same when you're missing one of us
I write you letters I never get around to send
Every road trip circles back to you in the end
Fame's a lonely kind of currency when you spend it far from home
I'd trade the whole tour bus for one more night, not alone
[chorus]
I'm not lying here on a bed of roses
It's a beat-up mattress and a heart that's overexposed
But if you were here beside me, even this would feel like home
Not a bed of roses, just a place I'm not alone
Wherever you are, that's the closest thing to roses I know
[bridge]
So when I finally make it back
I'll trade the stage lights for your porch light, that's a fact
No more counting miles, no more counting years
Just you and me, finally in the clear
[chorus]
I'm not lying here on a bed of roses
It's a beat-up mattress and a heart that's overexposed
But if you were here beside me, even this would feel like home
Not a bed of roses, just a place I'm not alone
Wherever you are, that's the closest thing to roses I know
