Texty: Blane. This Is My Town. West.

Oh, it's a beautiful sight
Driving down this road
On this stunning mountainside
Hands around the wheel
And a car that's set in drive, go go
Going to my next destination
Leaving everything behind

How do I get back?
Write me a map
And I pray that I find
What I'm looking for
Trying to find where
"Ex" marked the spot
And I swear I won't go there anymore

My gas light has been for way too long
Will I ever get home?
Oh, the wait is driving me insane
But then I watch the sunrise
And keep on driving until night
It takes me away to the special place
Where nobody will know my name
Nobody will know my name

Where can we find peace of mind?
Where nothing is wrong at all?

How do I get back?
Write me a map
And I pray that I find
What I'm looking for
Trying to find where
"Ex" marked the spot
And I swear I won't go there anymore

Anymore, I swear I won't go there anymore

Where can we find peace of mind?
Where nothing is wrong at all?