Saw the world from up close, it ain't much to look at
Compared to you in your work clothes, waving hello from the driveway
I can't make myself whole, most days I'd be lucky just to get half
But you've seen me in places so low, you can recognize when it's real bad
When it's real bad

Used to hate the silence, used to make me think about the old days
And all the miles in my legs, the late flights and missed birthdays
Out here I can hear your heartbeat, I can hear the start of a long sigh
I can hear the song of the robin, I haven't wrote my own in a long time
And it's just fine

'Cause I don't need my name back, throw my notebook in the basement
Oh, I love you, and I can't fake that for a moment
We go way back, we go way back
Tell me I don't need options, that I have substance, that I'm important
If it's only for letting dogs out, sweeping porches, then make me nothing

Take me way back
We go way back

The little pebble marks on your car door, the sound of your feet on the gravel
Said: I'm always tryin' to run from what I'm known for, baby, that's the thing about a shadow
I've never seen the rain fall so hard, honey, we're north of nowhere now
Heaven is a drink in the backyard
As we watch the storm touch down
And it's pourin' out

And I don't need my name back
Throw my notebook in the basement
Oh, I love you and I can't fake that
For a moment, we go way back, we go way back
Tell me I don't need options
That I have substance, that I'm important
If it's only for lettin' the dogs out
Sweepin' porches won't make me nothin'

Take me way back
We go way back

Take me way, way back
We go way back
Ooh-hm