Stick Around

Gonna hop on that train today
I’ve got nowhere to go, no reason to stay
In four years I’ve traveled a hundred and sixty thousand miles
And the wind keeps pulling me out
Maybe I go cause I’m chasing something
Maybe I go cause something’s chasing me
Maybe I leave cause I’ve yet to find
Someone to look me in the face and say
Stick around
I want you next to me, so stick around
There ain’t no reason for leaving
Yeah, the road’s been hard, boy
But I’ll never let you down
So come on, stick around
Post cards and road maps
Empty alley ways, cigarettes
Five miles to my next exit
And I’ve been singing to a room of strangers
I miss my family, I miss my brother
I wonder if his son is ever gonna know me
I wonder if I’ll ever have a son that I could call my own
I wish someone will hold me down and say
Stick around, at least occasionally
Stick around
There ain’t no reason for leaving
This life’s too good, boy
And I think you’re missing now
So come on, stick around
Stick around
I’m gonna hop on the train
Got nowhere to go, no reason to stay
In four years I’ve traveled a hundred and sixty thousand miles
Maybe one day, maybe I will
Maybe I will, maybe I will
Stick around