Working on a Song

My first day in Nashville didn't seem like much of one
 Drinking 'til I'd fallen asleep out in the sun
 Working on a song I guess I'm still working on
 It's called "Where Will I Go Now That I'm Gone"
 When that idea first came to me I was only twenty-two
 At twenty-five I'd realized it was all that I could do
 To make to the end, but then again, I always knew
 If I never got it finishes I could die trying to
 Last night I thought I had it right here in my hotel
 Faded out the further asleep that I fell
 When I woke up this morning I was more than twice my age
 And I had left myself this note here on another empty page
 Where Will I Go Now That I'm Gone"
 They said "Maybe you're been chasing a song too long
 "It's turned into a song about a song you're working on
 "I mean it's gone, man, come on, let it go"
 But you know, giving up a dream is just like making one come true
 It's easy to sit around talking about, it's harder to go out and do
 But for this one last question, I'll give up on this song
 "Where Will I Go Now That I'm Gone?"
 Now that I'm gone
 Now that I'm gone
 Where will I go now that I'm gone