3 am and sleep must be the last thing on my mind. how did it get so late so fast it still feels like last night. thinking about that sunrise as i turn the keys and drive. thinking about the last time that i really felt alive. staring blankly at that road that stretches far ahead. i dont know when ill get back or when i even left. think of lines and dreams and drives and hives that i just met. all along my eyes they burn while dreaming of my bed. and its a long way home. another long day gone. oh wont you take me home. won't ya. morning strums the chaos dies and still i feel a mix. i cant recall what home feels like or if it still exists. and this long drive is suicide that never finishes. think of life through every mile and i still mell her skin. now im losing track of time in here the suns about to rise. thinking how these moments are the soundtracks to our lives. and i cant wait to taste the air of california skies. take me home to all my own the home that i cant find. and its a long way home. another long day gone. oh wont you take me home. take me home. Running back into that place from where i ran away. breathing every moment in that soon the time will take. think of all the scars; the stars; the hearts i had to break. one day i will find the time i never had to take. and its a long way home. another long day gone. x4. oh wont you take me home