She seems set on watching the morning sun
I just feel like hanging round
I guess you figured out that I ain't much fun
Always gotta drag me out
Driving from my place to the city
Years passing through me now
You say something like 'baby ain't this pretty'
As I roll the window down
We're just watching sun hit the skyline
You're pulling at my sleeve
I'm hoping maybe to bide time please
Give up this dream, be a better man
Sometimes I feel more like a boy
Could put my faith in Jesus and be alone
I'm so sick of driving the long way home
You say I'm too high in the morning
'Think of all the money you've blown'
I'm so sick of driving the long way home
The sky it starts to bruise, the clouds collide
I'm ready to call it a night
Maybe in the morning it will be clear
Maybe there's nothing to fear
I don't feel I know much of nothing
I don't feel much at all
Tired always thinking of things that passed
On the road I go when I drive too fast
We're forgetting all of the good times
This isn't what we need
Whisper to me your dreams
Give up this dream, be a better man
Sometimes I feel more like a boy
Could put my faith in Jesus and be alone
I'm so sick of driving the long way home
You say I'm too high in the morning
'Think of all the money you've blown'
I'm so sick of driving the long way home
She seems set on watching the morning sun
I'm waiting 'til it's coming down
Guess you figured that I ain't much fun
Give up this dream, be a better man
Sometimes I feel more like a boy
Could put my faith in Jesus and be alone
I'm so sick of driving the long way home
You say I'm too high in the morning
'Think of all the money you've blown'
I'm so sick of driving the long way home
I'm so sick of driving the long way home