Lyrics: David Mead
Music: David Mead
Nashville -David Mead
Written by：David Mead/David Henry
On a childhood highway
Through a night alone
I was barely breathing
I was crawling home
Well it's not quite London
Or the south of France
Or an Asian Ireland
Or a second chance
Going back to Nashville
Thinking about the whole thing
Guess you gotta run sometimes
Maybe I'm a fast train
Rolling down a mountain
Watching all my life go by
You're a distant memory
You're an exit sign
I was talking crazy
On the driver's side
And I know I hurt you
But I can't confess
Was that blood or a wine stain
On your wedding dress
Going back to Nashville
Thinking about the whole thing
Guess you gotta run sometimes
Maybe I'm a fast train
Rolling down a mountain
Watching all my life go by
Going back to Nashville
Laughing at a bad break
What's the use in wondering why
Baby I'm a storm front
Blowing through the valley
Tearing up a good July
And it's safe and warm
Where nothing ever happens
Would it be so hard
To realign a star or two
Change a southern night for you
Well it's not quite evening
And it's not New York
There's a scar in the blue sky
By the old airport
And I'm talking crazy
On the driver's side
I will always love you
Like a long goodbye