I'm gonna leave this place, I swear this time I'm running home.
I know this place too well that promises I'll be alone.
Somewhere between here and there and back and forth I'll come around.
It's what I want to tell you...
It's been so very long since I've been man enough to be the kind of man...
if I'm gonna hold you hand.
I was reminded of the lack of who I am, I swallowed hard.
And in the night I took a firefly for a shooting star.
I watched the sun come up and burn away this feeling over me.
It'll be o.k., you'll see.