

Left the keys on the counter,
left the office in the dark Just a suitcase in the backseat
of an old running car
Two decades of a plan
dissolved into the dust
Driving past the neon,
searching who to trust (ahhhh)
But at a diner outside Denver,
the waitress smiled so kind Reminded me of summers
that I left behind
Every mile marker is a story I once knew Maybe everything I
lost
is clearing up the view
I'm not going back,
I'm going home To the rhythm of the highway and the wind
in my bones I was chasing a ghost,
now I'm chasing the dawn I'm not going back,
I'm already gone
Saw a swing set in Ohio,
heard a song in Illinois
Every simple little memory
making so much noise It wasn't failure on the pavement,
it was room to grow
Finding all the parts of me I used to know (oh-oh-oh)
And the road ahead is wide and clean
Better than
any dream
I've ever seen
I'm not going back,
I'm going home
(yeah, going home)