(Reed Nielsen - Vince Gill)

There's a long white line stretching out on the road ahead
There ain't one magazine that I ain't read
Haven't seen you in weeks but I hear you on the radio
Singing soft and low.

We're so far apart
This old highway ain't home
When the heartache starts
I just turn the radio on.

There never seems to be time for me and you
That's the price you pay for the life we choose
Tonight's the lonelinest night I've ever known
Just goes on and on.

We're so far apart
This old highway ain't home
When the heartache starts
I just turn the radio on.

--- Instrumental ---

It does my heart good to see you shine
So I'll just keep on countin' these white lines
Haven't seen you in weeks but I hear you on
The radio calling me back home.

We're so far apart
This old highway ain't home
When the heartache starts
I just turn the radio on.

We're so far apart
This old highway ain't home
When the heartache starts
I just turn the radio on...

We're so far apart...