in the wind

Maybe I'll move to Nashville, become a victim to my dreams

Or get the spotlight at the Ryman, you never know unless you believe

Maybe I'll move to LA, where I took my first breath and

Be one of many dimming stars in the dark night sky, I pray

The car's packed, the moon's waiting to lead me to my new haven

But I'm shook like a leaf, where's my sense of relief

Wanna belong somewhere, tired of belonging nowhere

I wanna be seen in a new city

Maybe I'll move to New York, where time not only flies

But it grabs you by the throat, no one hears your distant cries