Passing by and Passing Up

Ain't much traffic this time of night Even in the middle of town It's when they shut the highway down to work Every night I leave Wishing it didn't have to be This way again I my life worth living time and time again Do I have the strength to keep looking up Sometimes it's a hell of a spot to be in To see all you're passing by and passing up I'm passing by soldiers on their own front lines Fighting wars within their hearts I'm passing by mothers on their telephone lines Finding their sons finding their part I'm passing by I'll come back home But I'm, just passing by It occurred to me tonight I could just drive away My exit's the next right I could end up that car Sitting in a ditch Every god forsaken inch of it Life is fragile Ready to break at any time We go on living looking for tomorrow Never seeing what's in sight I'm passing by soldiers on their own front lines Fighting wars within their hearts I'm passing by mothers on their telephone lines Finding their sons finding their part I'm passing by I'll come back home But I'm, just passing by I'm going home I'm going home I'm going home