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