They say to treat yourself with kindness
Like that's all I had to do
Did they ever see the kindness
That I always had for you
Where's the road when I can't see it
And all the signs are broken down
Should I guess the curves and secrets
Or buy a home outside of town
One is better than the other
While the other still sounds nice
Give this letter to my mother
And all it says is you were right
I wish I wrote it all down in a journal I found
Stained in all the time that I lost
A dog left in the pound
Isn't funny or profound
It's just the way that things turned out to be
I guess I'm holding on to more than a memory
God, I wish that I was stronger
When I picked up the phone
Cause now I miss when it took longer
When we would take the shortcut back home
That's a long time away now
There ain't much that I can do
But listen to turtles all the way down
I'll pretend that I'm with you
There's a lesson when you need it
There's always more when you don't
So where's the road when I can't see it
And will it take me back home
I wish I wrote it all down in a journal I found
Stained in all the time that I lost
A dog left in the pound
Isn't funny or profound
It's just the way that things turned out to be
I guess I'm holding on to more than a memory
I guess I'm holding on to more than a memory
