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Every Avenue
Headlights burning on the interstate pavement
I take a slow drag and my mind slips away
Away, away
It’s a long night down the 95
Trying to beat the sunrise,
Staying up all night
I’m not sleeping till I cross the state line
Someday, somehow,
I’ll make it home and I, I’ll stick around
One day I’ll say,
"No more packing up,
I’m settling down."
Someday, someday I’ll figure it out,
Someday, somehow
High school sweetheart serving,
Broken spirits at the local bar
First love with a new last name, yeah
Next stop, my old home
It’s got a new front porch,
Where flowers used to grow
Everybody has something to show,
I’ve got a thousand different stories,
And nothing to hold
Someday, somehow,
I’ll make it home and I, I’ll stick around
One day I’ll say,
"No more packing up,
I’m settling down."
Someday, someday I’ll figure it out,
Someday, somehow
No more birthdays from the telephone,
No more holidays spent alone,
No more asking when I’m coming home
I, I, I’m sticking around
Yeah
Someday, somehow,
I’ll make it home and I, I’ll stick around
One day I’ll say,
"No more packing up,
I’m settling down."
Someday, someday I’ll figure it out,
Someday, somehow
Someday, somehow
Someday, somehow
I take a slow drag and my mind slips away
Away, away
It’s a long night down the 95
Trying to beat the sunrise,
Staying up all night
I’m not sleeping till I cross the state line
Someday, somehow,
I’ll make it home and I, I’ll stick around
One day I’ll say,
"No more packing up,
I’m settling down."
Someday, someday I’ll figure it out,
Someday, somehow
High school sweetheart serving,
Broken spirits at the local bar
First love with a new last name, yeah
Next stop, my old home
It’s got a new front porch,
Where flowers used to grow
Everybody has something to show,
I’ve got a thousand different stories,
And nothing to hold
Someday, somehow,
I’ll make it home and I, I’ll stick around
One day I’ll say,
"No more packing up,
I’m settling down."
Someday, someday I’ll figure it out,
Someday, somehow
No more birthdays from the telephone,
No more holidays spent alone,
No more asking when I’m coming home
I, I, I’m sticking around
Yeah
Someday, somehow,
I’ll make it home and I, I’ll stick around
One day I’ll say,
"No more packing up,
I’m settling down."
Someday, someday I’ll figure it out,
Someday, somehow
Someday, somehow
Someday, somehow