Taking the Long Way

I came upon a row of pretty houses
 So still and secretive and nearly perfect
 Said to myself "it may be worth it"
 Thought to myself "maybe you'll be worthy"
 So I started to take the long way home
 And in my mind I made the neighborhood my own
 Started to save but I just owed too much dough
 Ten odd years, down a different road
 I'd left my city and I'd left my home
 I found myself in that place again
 Some kind of pretty little accident
 It made me feel sick of being
 Like I was old and convalescing
 Gave me reasons to regret
 Made me wanna forget
 So I guess the grass is always greener
 Where all the other homes are so much cleaner
 The plumbing's sound and the bills are no bother
 The cars are fast and the weather's a wonder
 No, I'm never gonna take the long way home
 I might stop to chew the scenery alone
 But I won't swallow it whole