A hotel middle of nowhere
I flip through the channels and hope that I will find something or someone
To keep my mind from running into you
I found a lighthouse in Nebraska with some cobwebs and candy wrappers
The stairs were winding up the courage in me to leave you alone
And just go home with an empty handed soul
I got sick of my own voice so I pulled off to a creek
A worn down wooden chair sat there I thought of you instantly
It's somewhere you would sit on a quiet Friday eve
Have a smoke on your own I should really let you be
And just go home just go home with an empty handed soul
Just go home just go home with an empty handed soul
I thought a road trip would do me well, send me home free
Some autonomy no memory of the way you looked at me
I sat on my front porch suitcase at my feet
I felt you more than before, like you were sitting there with me
No one knows the tricks I've pulled in attempt to get you close
No one knows the nights I've tossed in hopes to know you more
No one knows the tricks I've pulled in attempt to get you close
And no one knows the nights I've tossed in hopes to know you more
Just go home just go home with an empty handed soul
Just go home just go home with an empty handed soul