I think of everyone that I'm gonna miss
My photographs and memories
I think of everything I've left behind
Will you think of me when I'm gone?

The shadows and the outlines of the trees against the moonlit sky
Aren't helping me to stay awake
Twenty miles back from the show to my house where I'll be welcomed home by darkness
And my pile of sheets
Strewn across the floor

Now that things will never be the same I wonder
If I will regret the decisions I have made
You always said I could be anything I wanted,
But now I've grown up
And it seems your mind has changed

Driving down the interstate with all my closest friends
Asleep in the back seat
Headlights fade in the distance
A radio tower flashes as the engine sings a lullaby to me

I'll be home in september
You'll never stop me now
Just another 500 miles following these center lines to you