Nashville

on a childhood highway through a night alone
 I was barely breathing, I was crawling home
 well it's not quite London or the south of France
 or an Asian island or a second chance
 going back to Nashville, thinking 'bout the whole thing
 guess you gotta run sometimes
 maybe I'm a fast train rolling down a mountain
 watching all my life go by
 you're a distant memory, you're an exit sign
 I was talking crazy on the driver's side
 and I know I hurt you but I can't confess
 was that blood or a wine stain on your wedding dress
 going back to Nashville, thinking about the whole thing
 guess you gotta run sometimes
 maybe I'm a fast train rolling down a mountain
 watching all my life go by
 going back to Nashville, laughing at a bad break
 what's the use in wondering why?
 baby, I'm a storm front blowing through the valley
 tearing up a good July
 and it's safe and warm where nothing ever happens
 would it be so hard to realign a star or two?
 change a southern night for you
 well it's not quite evening and it's not New York
 there's a scar in the blue sky by the old airport
 and I'm talking crazy on the driver's side
 I will always love you like a long goodbye