Oh, I dream my way back to you, love A winding river, the band of gold A silver vision coming with my soul I dream my way back to you Charm is kicking out the footlights A grand old high priest had a brand new brain Lord, let me die with a hammer in my hand I dream my way back to you Which level are you, checker diamonds? Now you'll be Emmylou and I'll be Graham A Sunday letter, don't know who I am I dream my way back to you Sunday morning at the diner Hollywood trembles on the verge of tears I watched the waitress for a thousand years Saw a wheel inside a wheel Heard a call within a call And I dream the highway back to you Mmm I'm an indisguisable shade of twilight Any second now I'm gonna turn myself on In the blue display of the cool cathode ray And I dream the highway back to you I wish you knew me, checker diamonds Fire riding, wheeling, when I lean, am I Drink whiskey with my water, sugar with my tea My sails in the rest with the staggers and the jacks And I dream the highway back to you Step into the light, poor Lazarus Don't lie alone behind the window shade Let me see the mark death made And I dream the highway back to you And I dream the highway back to you Oh, I dream the highway back to you To you To you To you To you To you To you To you