Lyrics

I packed it up and I fled
I turned my back on a past I thought was dead
But it turns out, it can't be killed
Not with brighter lights, louder noises, or cheaper thrills

'cause what gets found in Tinsel Town
It just gets lost among the crowd
So if you head off to find yourself,
Prepare to lose everyone else

When it gets lonely, don't look back
Just keep on rollin' down that lonesome track
'cause if it leads where you want to be,
Then what does it matter if freedom ain't free?

And if what gets found in Tinsel Town,
It just gets lost among the crowd
Then when you head off to find yourself,
Prepare to lose everyone else