Follow me to the ocean; come with me to the coast Tides pull me towards where I can be myself the most Escape from this town, to find a new home Seems to me, where ever I go Where I grew is up is where I should have stayed To not feel like a castaway? Life's too short to be rushing (the clock spins as we speak) From one place to the other In search of some inner peace Escape from this town, to find a new home Seems to me, where ever I go Where I grew is up is where I should have stayed Will I be moving back some day? Is this where should have stayed? Would I feel like a castaway?