On the Way Back Home

Help me I'm gone
Taking the picture with the flash on
Help me I'm wrong
Saying too much and getting writ off

And I was so naive at the time
I didn't see them lose all their pride
And they wore those dresses in the spring
While we were drinking
Just wandering
On the way back home

Too late to know what
Could've worked better in hindsight
Too late to hold up
Gotta bury it deeper this time

And I was so naive at the time
I didn't see them lose all their pride
And they wore those dresses in the spring
While we were drinking
Just wandering
On the way back home

On the way back home
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Writer(s): Breland Mettler
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