Goodbye. to my home
To the friends I left alone, dreams of my own
Here we go. not alone
To the land of broken dreams, all eyes on me
I've learned that life is full of goodbyes I had to chase my home, learn to let go
Spent all my time gone just to get high but love gave me life. May Fly
Sixteen writing poetry learned good people die and bad people dream
I was living on the street it was all up to me there was something bigger growing inside of me
I learned patience and gratitude rich people win and poor lose
Everybody got something that they're trying to do lived my whole life looking for someone to approve
I've learned that life is full of goodbyes I had to chase my home, learn to let go
Spent all my time gone just to get high but love gave me life. May Fly
I've learned that life is full of goodbyes I had to chase my home, learn to let go
Spent all my time gone just to get high but love gave me life. May Fly