On a crowded highway
Through a night alone
I was barely breathing
I was crawling home
Well, it´s quite not London

Or the south of France
Or an Asian Island
Or a second chance

Going back to Nashville
Thinking ´bout the whole thing
Guess you gotta run sometimes
Maybe I´m a fast train
Blowin´ through a valley
Watching all my life go by

You´re a distant memory
You´re an exit sign
I was talking crazy
On the drivers side
And I know I hurt you
But I can´t confess
Was that blood or a wine stain

On your wedding dress

Going back to Nashville
Thinking ´bout the whole thing
Guess you gotta run sometimes
Maybe I´m a fast train
Blowing through a mountain
Watching all my life go by

Going back to Nashville
Laughing at a bad break
What´s the use of wondering why?
Maybe I´m a storm front
Blowing through a valley
Tearing up a good July

And its safe and warm
Where nothing ever happens

Could it be so hard
To realign a star or two
Change a southern night for you

Going back to Nashville
Thinking bout the whole thing
Guess you gotta run sometimes
Maybe I´m a fast train
Blowing though a valley
Tearing up a good July

I´m going back to Nashville
Laughing at a bad break
What´s the use of wondering why?
Maybe I´m a storm front
Blowing through the valley
Tearing up a good July

Going back to Nashville

I´m going back to Nashville

Going back to Naaaaahh....

Going back to Nashville
What´s the use of wondering why?