Sometimes the long way home...
is the only road that gives you time to think.
I took the long road home tonight,
same old streetlights, same old quiet signs.
There’s a kind of peace in being alone,
when nobody asks you where you’ve been,
or why you stayed away so long.
I ain’t lookin’ for a fight,
and I ain’t good at long goodbyes.
I got my own things goin’ on,
my own ghosts ridin’ shotgun.
And maybe that’s enough for now.
But in the summer...
I’ll be someone else.
Yeah, in the summer...
I will be.
I’ll take the long road home
on these lonely nights.
I’d rather not fight
the long goodbyes.
I’ll take the long road home
beneath those fading lights.
I’d rather drive alone
than lose myself tonight.
I used to think I needed someone
waitin’ there behind the door.
But lately I’ve been learning
some rooms feel warmer
when you stop expecting more.
I got my own things goin’ on,
don’t need someone to rely on.
Not because I’m cold,
not because I don’t care,
but because I’m tired
of becoming less
just to keep somebody there.
And in the summer...
I’ll be someone else.
Yeah, in the summer...
I will be.
I’ll take the long road home
on these lonely nights.
I’d rather not fight
the long goodbyes.
I’ll take the long road home
beneath those fading lights.
I’d rather drive alone
than lose myself tonight.
Maybe I’ll change when the warm wind comes.
Maybe I’ll laugh like I used to.
Maybe I’ll stop lookin’ back
at every road
that didn’t lead me to you.
In the summer,
I’ll be someone else.
In the summer,
I will be.
I’ll take the long road home
on these lonely nights.
I’d rather not fight
the long goodbyes.
I’ll take the long road home,
let the moon ride by my side.
If I’m gonna be alone,
I’ll be free this time.
So I keep driving...
not running away.
Just finding out
who I am
when nobody’s calling my name.