I Left My Home

I left my home at seventeen, I had no choice, but the world was mean

The promises of a broken land, fell on deaf ears, and empty hands

I left my home, when I did not know, the pouring rain, and the falling snow

Would close the roads, we were told to take, we were in the storm, we had no escape

In all the movies of my youth, we were told that love didn't need no proof

That a leap of faith, was all it took, until you're happy as a storybook

Well I left my home at twenty-two, I left all my friends everyone I knew

I drove back home, in the shotgun seat, thinking of the lies that were told to me