We all know why you are still hanging on to this Either to run away from your family Or to be something you can no longer be I think maybe time has caught up with you And it's time to get your priorities straight And to take what you've learned and pass it down And those old men, they lied to us What happens on the road always comes home And if it didn't, then there is no point Other than narrowly avoiding divorce three or so times a year With no life lived to show for it Sometimes, I want to live again Just like the kids I traveled with Oh, so much more to do, so much more to see But, I think maybe time has caught up with me You see, when her eyes light up It all seems so trivial to ever leave again I will never leave again