On a childhood highway, through a night alone I was barely breathing, I was crawling home Well it's not quite London, or the south of France Or an Asian island, or a second chance. Going back to Nashville, thinking about the whole thing Guess you gotta run sometimes Maybe I'm a fast train rolling down a mountain A (2 measures) Watching all my life go by. You're a distant memory, you're an exit sign I was talking crazy on the driver's side And I know I hurt you, but I can't confess Was that blood or a wine stain on your wedding dress? Going back to Nashville, thinking about the whole thing Guess you gotta run sometimes Maybe I'm a fast train rolling down a mountain Watching all my life go by. Going back to Nashville, laughing at a bad break What's the use in wondering why? Maybe I'm a storm front blowing through the valley Tearing up a good July. And it's safe and warm where nothing ever happens Would it be so hard to realign a star or two? Change a southern night for you. Well it's not quite evening, and it's not New York There's a scar in the blue sky by the old airport And I'm talking crazy on the driver's side I will always love you like a long goodbye.