Our lives will come to an end So don't die with a bunch of regrets
When it's all set in stone And you're nothing but bones
Can you live with the things that you did Or the things that you didn't
The things that you didn't
Just write down your plans on the back of your hands
Until you feel the sand on your toes Keep driving west to the coast
I don't know where you're from But I would take the long way home
You need to go with your mom To pack your stuff and drive alone
Can it be? Can it be? Can it be? Can it be?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
The sky looks bluer out here Watch the tide slowly disappear
You know the waves have so much to say But it's something that you'll never hear
If you don't stop and listen Maybe you'll miss it
Write down your plans on the back of your hands Until you feel the sand on your toes
Keep driving west to the coast
I don't know where you're from But I would take the long way home
You need to go with your mom To pack your stuff and drive alone
Can it be? Can it be? Can it be? Can it be? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I don't know where you're from But I would take the long way home
You need to go with your mom To pack your stuff and drive alone