Grew up down the street from the beach
Drank my first beer with the sand on my feet
Now that we're older and have gone our own ways

My friends would care less if I stayed

In our hometown where we ran the streets

Didn't matter we were only fifteen
My face has thinned, I've grown a bit, and I've cut my hair
And my dreams have flown south, waiting for me there


I want to pack up my things
And move away alone

Start it all over
New friends, new phone
I want to be the man

I was raised to
Tough to the bone
But the only things that stops me

Is the girl I call home

Met her when I was just eighteen

She's holding my heart, that doesn't want to leave
I haven't said the words I love you
Cause' I don't want to hear she loves me too


Cause' I want to pack up my things
And move away alone

Start it all over
New friends, new phone
I want to be the man

I was raised to
Tough to the bone
But the only things that stops me

Is the girl I call home

She tells me to go

Says she'll be fine
Swears she'll write me daily
What she don't know

Is if I go
I'm scared she'll be all right
And the girl I call home won't be mine


I want to pack up my things
And move away alone

Start it all over
New friends, new phone
I want to be the man

I was raised to
Tough to the bone
But the only things that stops me

Is the girl, I call home