In this paint-by-numbers fairytale I live outside the lines With my yellows and my reds mixed up I do not answer why As I paint a perfect landscape I am losing all my friends And I am learning That you can't go home again I am counting all the freeway signs And rivers as we go Out on Highway 6 in Illinois The afternoon rolls on Months of loneliness feed every word That pours out from my pen And I am learning That you can't go home again You can't go home again All your memories washed away Can't go home again Other summers took their place Can't go home again All I can say is I wish I could... With this summer rolling endlessly It's hard to sleep at night Life is standing in a cemetery Counting down your time And I would try to write a letter If I could think of words to send But all I'm sure of Is you can't go home again Can't go home again All your memories washed away Can't go home again Other summers took their place Can't go home again Whitewashed colors of the paint Can't go home again But you can never get away Can't go home again Though you traveled many miles Can't go home again No matter how you burn inside Can't go home again All I can say is I wish I could...