Testo Packing Up

Packing up bags and there¹s always more I got bags on the bed, bags on the floor Boxes in the hallway, four guitars I¹m pack pack pack pack packing up my horse Packing up diarys, packing up songs Packing up my rights, packing up my wrongs I¹m going to drive so far it¹s going to take me days If I could pack away the sun I would take that away. Drive out the city drive through the rain Drive out the sadness drive out the pain I¹m going to drive so fast drive like an arrow Drive drive drive drive away the sorrow Driving out proud driving in style Driving every tear driving every smile I¹m going to get there soon and I won¹t look back Got a one way ticket down a one way track. Just how far must I go To get a little closer to me You don¹t know this lonely road And I can¹t tell you where I¹m going. Checking out the house is this the right place Checking out the number I can¹t see no trace Checking out the door and it¹s open wide Checking out the chair and the table inside I¹m going to sit me down and write me a song I don¹t know what about but it won¹t take long. I feel so scared in the dead of the night Feel so afraid but I will be alright Feeling things I¹ve never felt if I Feel feel feel I¹m going to start to melt I feel like a mother feel like a child Feel so stuck and I feel so wild Feel so old feel so small Feel so much I feel nothing at all. It took a thousand roads a river and a sea Just to get a little closer to me.