Delaware
Hi, I'm in Delaware
And I'm just calling to say that I miss you
And all the stupid antics we'd get up to
Things just haven't been the same
But at the end of this tour I'm coming home
Rolling down 95 with the windows down and the music up
We're adventuring in our own special way
Do you remember watching Wayne's World on the couch
Reciting every single line
We did that dumb shit all the time
Museum hopping, record shopping
These were the things that made sense
When did we stop getting magically whisked away
When did we succumb to the mundane day to day
Hi, I'm in Delaware
And I'm just calling to say that I miss you
And all the stupid antics we'd get up to
Things just haven't been the same
But at the end of this tour I'm coming home
Static and whistles from the dial up machine
Would drown out all the sounds around
And voices in between
The ones that said that we're not worthy
And that we should walk away
But we would not bow down
And just look at us now
Risk-taking, record-breaking
We came here to play, so game on
Do you ever think about the way things used to be
I fall to pieces when nostalgia gets the best of me
Hi, I'm in Delaware
And I'm just calling to say that I miss you
And all the stupid antics we'd get up to
Things just haven't been the same
Will this stand the test of time, nobody knows
But at the end of this tour I'm coming home
And I'm just calling to say that I miss you
And all the stupid antics we'd get up to
Things just haven't been the same
But at the end of this tour I'm coming home
Rolling down 95 with the windows down and the music up
We're adventuring in our own special way
Do you remember watching Wayne's World on the couch
Reciting every single line
We did that dumb shit all the time
Museum hopping, record shopping
These were the things that made sense
When did we stop getting magically whisked away
When did we succumb to the mundane day to day
Hi, I'm in Delaware
And I'm just calling to say that I miss you
And all the stupid antics we'd get up to
Things just haven't been the same
But at the end of this tour I'm coming home
Static and whistles from the dial up machine
Would drown out all the sounds around
And voices in between
The ones that said that we're not worthy
And that we should walk away
But we would not bow down
And just look at us now
Risk-taking, record-breaking
We came here to play, so game on
Do you ever think about the way things used to be
I fall to pieces when nostalgia gets the best of me
Hi, I'm in Delaware
And I'm just calling to say that I miss you
And all the stupid antics we'd get up to
Things just haven't been the same
Will this stand the test of time, nobody knows
But at the end of this tour I'm coming home
Credits
Writer(s): Maryjo Mattea Oster, Joshua Thomas Hunter, Scott Daniel Manley, Eamonn David Donnelly
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