Someone told you once you were destined to win. You just had to learn to take it on the chin. It can get so hard to remember that night in your Daddys car When everything was small but the world beyond the walls. CHORUS: Of your family kitchen, youre just wishing now You could go back home to Bedtime stories, morning glories and Your Daddys car Now youre sitting at some old truck stop in June. Through the dust and sun, you can still see the moon. Hanging over the dock on the shore of the lake where you first made love, Gra** stains on your shirt. You still made it for dessert. CHORUS In your family kitchen, youre just wishing now You could go back home to Bedtime stories, morning glories and Your Daddys car INST. {over pre-chorus} Now its clear that youre doing this on your own. Youre okay but sometimes you just want to go home. CHORUS {2x} To your family kitchen, youre just wishing now You could go back home to Bedtime stories, morning glories and Your Daddys car