Verse 1

Sun came up on a half‑packed truck

Coffee in a paper cup

Turning cold

You were barefoot

Leaning on the doorway

Laughing through the tears you wouldn’t show

Chorus

I’ve got dust on my boots from leaving

Your name in my throat still breathing

Every mile’s just another way back to you

Got a picture on the dash that’s fading

But the memory keeps on waking

Every road I ride just circles to the truth

I can’t run far enough

To shake your love like dust on my boots

Verse 2

Stopped for gas at a town with one light