Oh what a mess, a crying excuse
Jealous endeavors will turn you inside out again


If I was a storm, you were the shore
Calling me in but the sea devours hungry men


Fill in the holes, like sand in a shell
Fortresses armies of envy cannot break apart


Now baby don't cry, please don't cry
Your why, why, whys are tearing at my heart


Then like a wave of hope
You wash over me
Fevers broke

Climb out and see

If we can outrun the sun

And come back around
We're homeward bound woah, woah
Maybe the finer things

Are already found

Haunted by a vacant garage

Faded shoebox relics and the summers last

Spiraling back the wind in your hair

I watched it like a movie flying past

Then like a wave of hope

You wash over me
Fevers broke
Climb out and see


If we can outrun the sun
And come back around

We're homeward bound woah, woah
Maybe the finer things
Are already found


Open eyes
Are gazing up at the stars

Outside your backyard

If we can outrun the sun

And come back around
We're homeward bound woah, woah
Maybe the finer things

Are already found