We all know why you are still hanging on to this   Either to run away from your family   Or to be something you can no longer be      I think maybe time has caught up with you   And it's time to get your priorities straight   And to take what you've learned and pass it down   And those old men, they lied to us      What happens on the road always comes home   And if it didn't, then there is no point   Other than narrowly avoiding divorce three or so times a year   With no life lived to show for it      Sometimes, I want to live again   Just like the kids I traveled with   Oh, so much more to do, so much more to see   But, I think maybe time has caught up with me      You see, when her eyes light up   It all seems so trivial to ever leave again   I will never leave again