Ever since I was three, it's been the same old thing
Packed up my stuff, I'm ready to leave, I'm ready to leave
My house on rocks, the sliding mess it always was
Now, at least my heart is my home
And I can see the open road
And I can see the open road
My highest highs become my lowest lows
But I can see the open road
They know I'm coming home
But I can see the open road
What is this you always taught me, mommy?
"Stay strong down this path, my darling"
And I guess that's what I've always done
And I'm here to prove to my family that I'm worth something and I think I'm worth something
And I'm startin' to see that I'm worth something
And I can see the open road
And I can see the open road
My highest highs become my lowest lows
But I can see the open road
They know I'm coming home
But I can see the open road
My highest highs become my lowest lows
But I can see the open road
They know I'm coming home
But I can see the open road
Ever since I was three it's been the same old thing
Packed up my stuff, I'm ready to leave, I'm ready to leave
My heart's on hold, for this love I've always known
Now, at least I know I am home
