The Long Way Home

You could be this man; he's got it all worked out

To the nth degree, no fears, no doubts

He'll retire at thirty to his big-ass house

Next to the putting green

Now he's got a picture in his head of the perfect wife

Their perfect children, their perfect life

Nothing wrong with that

Coming home each night to his cul-de-sac of dreams

Funny now how it all went by so fast

One day he's looking over his shoulder at the past

When everybody had to go, had to be, had to get somewhere

How did he forget about what got him there?

Now you could be this woman; she's the CEO

She's got her power suits and her IPOs

She punched a hole in the ceiling years ago

And she hasn't pulled back since

Now there's a gardener for the flowers

A cook for the meals, a maid for the laundry

An accountant for the bills, a walker for the dog

And a trainer when she feels the need to lose an inch

Funny now how it all went by so fast

One day she's looking over her shoulder at the past

When everybody had to go, had to be, had to get somewhere

Somehow she forgot about what got her there

Accidents and inspiration lead you to your destination

Or you could be the one who takes the long way home

Roll down your window, turn off your phone

See your life as a gift from the great unknown

And your task is to receive it

Tell your kid a story, hold your lover tight

Make a joyful noise, swim naked at night

Read a poem a day, call in well sometimes and

Laugh when they believe it

Funny now how it all goes by so fast

One day I'm looking over my shoulder at the past

Now everybody's got to go, got to be, got to get somewhere

Baby, don't forget about

You really shouldn't forget about

Baby, don't forget what got you there

I think it's what got you there

Yeah, it's really what got you there

You know what got you there