Oh what a mess, a crying excuse
Jealous endeavors will turn you inside out again
If I was a storm, you were the shore
Calling me in but the sea devours hungry men
Fill in the holes, like sand in a shell
Fortresses armies of envy cannot break apart
Now baby don't cry, please don't cry
Your why, why, whys are tearing at my heart
Then like a wave of hope
You wash over me
Fevers broke
Climb out and see
If we can outrun the sun
And come back around
We're homeward bound woah, woah
Maybe the finer things
Are already found
Haunted by a vacant garage
Faded shoebox relics and the summers last
Spiraling back the wind in your hair
I watched it like a movie flying past
Then like a wave of hope
You wash over me
Fevers broke
Climb out and see
If we can outrun the sun
And come back around
We're homeward bound woah, woah
Maybe the finer things
Are already found
Open eyes
Are gazing up at the stars
Outside your backyard
If we can outrun the sun
And come back around
We're homeward bound woah, woah
Maybe the finer things
Are already found