Got a letter from a friend,
Said he tried
But the means wouldn't come
To an end
And when it ends --
Where do you begin?

Yes we had some good times
Close friends and a couple of bottles
Of red wine
I never thought --
We'd leave it behind

But these days
I feel just like
Going home (I'm going home)
'Cause movin' on
Is sometimes better than
A quiet dream

They gave me their warnings
"Don't you know boy, in lifem
There are no guarantees.
It's all a game. It's all a big tease"

Chorus

Come mornin' I'll be fine
Pretty soon, I'll be making my way
Past the state line
Far away
From a trouble mind.
See I'll put those dreams away
Said I'll put those dreams away
I need to find some place
That I can stay

Chorus


LYRICS BY JEREMY CAY