Lyrics

Spending my time thinking ‘bout what might have been
One more chance to make things right is gonna pass this year
I built my bridges just to burn them down
Gotta cross that river find a way around
It’s never too late if I’m breathin’, the past is gone it’s what I’m leaving
No need to find a new place to roam
It’s a winding road, to get back home, get back home, it’s a winding road to get back home
Sittin’ in the middle of the lies I tell myself, Like I’m not good enough, sometimes it’s a living hell
Built these fences now I gotta tear ‘em down, it’s only shallow water so I can’t drown
It’s never too late if I’m breathin’, the past is gone is what I’m leaving,
No need to find a new place to roam
It’s a winding road, to get back home, get back home, it’s winding road to get back home
Get back home, get back home, it’s winding road to get back home
Get back home, get back home, and I’m never stop ‘til I get back home