packing up to sing my songs
All these towns but in the one
I got here on crowded trains
with old guitars and a famous name
I carry around this old backpack
And I left my heart on the
with the boy I met in the last hotel.
And that's when I was searching,
I'm not searching anymore.
And that's when I was learning
about the things worth living for.
So I moved out west where the starlets play
On the boulevards of West L .A.
And I tried to make a name
But it never felt like home to me
So I drove three days back
In a slow and steady rain
And that's when I was searching
I'm not searching anymore
And that's when I was learning
That the things worth living for
Without you in the morning
And without you in the evening
when the colors start to fade
And without you on a plane ride
And without you standing here
with a clue of where anymore.
I'm not searching anymore.
But I, I'm still learning
about the things we're living for.
and now I know I couldn't live a day
I'm packing up to sing my songs
All these towns been in a one you