Another sunset somewherenI cannot remember is it monday or monday ornWhat was I just saying?nThe hours of driving with nothing on the radio to sing to except younSo I'm writing you a song I'll call itnnGotta get home this yearnGotta get home this yearnnMy signal is fading, it burns me up that I can't hear younA bad mood from some bad food, no California saladnForget these disasters maybe this new town will save usnA suitcase and a new facenA room of people that still love mennGotta get home this yearnIs that you baby?nThe first words I wanna hear andnI gotta get home this yearnnIt's something I can't live withoutnYou're something like a perfect destinationnIf I get there I swear I'm never leavingnIt's there I know I can believe innnGotta get home this yearnGotta get home this yearnnSo here's a truckstop, I'm dirtynThirty and I miss you but it's too far to get homenA crash would raise the rates right thru the rooftop, sunrisenMan I wish that you could see thisnBe this believe this, but I can see you everywhere.nnGotta get home this yearnI gotta get home this yearnIs that you baby?nThe first words I wanna hear andnI gotta get home this yearn[repeat]nnnnnn