Up The Road Lyrics - Ron Sexsmith

I'm looking out across the way 

To her old abode 

It'd sure be good to see her again 

Coming up the road 

When out to paint the weather grey 

Lo and behold 

Her eyes told of better days 

Coming up the road 

Oh and maybe 

Love knows where to find me 

And I'll wake up 

And find her beside me 

To guide me 

For the world can not defeat us when 

You've got a hand to hold 

And how the stars will greet us then 

Coming up the road 

Oh baby, there'll be happier times 

If we believe 

Everything's gonna be alright 

With all our might 

I'm looking out across the way 

To her old abode 

It'd sure be good to see her again 

Coming up the road 

And how the stars will greet us then 

Coming up the road