Fists

My fists were clenched today 'cause you never said hey
And I was hurting
All I wanted to was to feel your warm embrace
My heart was yearning

Your tunnel visioned pride just churned me up inside
But really I just envied you were doing fine
Doing fine, doing you, as you've always known to do
So I drove home, the windows down
I'm learning

To let go
And drive home
Home alone
But still home

My friend once told me how her fists were always tight
'Til one night she decided to release
She couldn't fathom how it took so long to happen
'Cause letting her hands free gave her mind peace

So here I am just thinking,"What a damn good friend!"
She and stars are telling me to make amends
'Cause who am I but just a girl on 405
Alive and belting "Silver Springs"
Until the end

Of my road
Going home
Home alone
But still home

Lying here in bed, I have time to reflect
So I stretch my hands and write some feelings down
Heartache comes in waves, but just like you I've learned that space
Creates the space for the sounds

The songs, the love, the good, and the tough
'Cause we each gotta know that we're enough

On our own
Going home
Home alone
But still home

Oh
Going Home
On our own
But still Home

Oh
Going Home
On our own
But still Home

Oh
Going Home
On our own
But still Home

Oh
Going Home
On our own
But still Home