I should be married by now,
Two kids in a paid-for house.
I can hear them now,
Asking what I’m doing now?
I should have a little more to show,
Than a suitcase smells like smoke.
I should have an alibi,
On where time goes when it flies.
Because I’ve been on the rocks.
I’ve been on the road.
On the other side,
Of every door closed.
I’ve been on a limb.
Trying to catch a break.
Something’s gotta give,
Sometimes you gotta take.
Take it down a fast lane.
Right back to your last name.
To remind you where you came from.
You’re still shining in the same sun.
It doesn’t matter how high.
You’ve been floating in your blue sky.
Nothing gets you like goodbye can,
When life is out of your hands.
Yeah, you gotta let your heartland!!
I can roll the window down,
Feel the wind in my hair now.
Find a station through the static,
The old me while I’m at it.
Because I’ve been on the rocks.
I’ve been on the road.
Pulling double shifts,
Needle on low,
Waking up alone,
In the bed I made.
Now would be a real good time to take,
It down a fast lane.
Right back to your last name.
To remind you where you came from
You’re still shinin’ in the same sun
It don’t matter how high
You’ve been floatin’ in your blue sky
Nothin’ gets you like goodbye can
When life is out of your hands
Yeah, you gotta let your heartland.
Oh, you gotta let your heartland, yeah
You gotta let your heart land
In the middle of nowhere
Oh, you gotta let your heart land
Sometimes you just gotta go there, just go there
And it don’t matter how high
You’ve been floatin’ in your blue sky.
Nothing gets you like goodbye can,
When life is out of your hands.
You gotta let your heartland.
Just go there.
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