The summer I left home
I let him take me driving
Tearing through Topanga
Cattails on the hillside
Sat up on the roof
Arms around my knees
Listened to the crickets
Prayed for some relief
Stumbled through my front door
Trying not to eat
Staring at my ceiling
Sweating through the heat
How could I have known
Flying through the canyon
That one day we'd come home
Carrying the groceries
If I could only see to the bottom of the well
If I could only tell you why I'm doing so well
I drove across the country
When I was nineteen
Thought that I was followed
But I knew I wasn't needed
I was staring at the stars
In the Ohio River Valley
Kept dreaming about dying
I wake up and start driving
When I got to California
I wrote down what I needed
There's nothing like a list
To tell myself I'm healing
How could I have known
On a rock in Point Arena
That one day we'd come home
And climb the stairs to my apartment
If I could only see to the bottom of the well
If I could only tell you why I'm doing so well
If I could only see to the bottom of the well
If I could only tell you why I'm doing so well
I'm lucky that I found you
I'm lucky I stayed open
Lucky that she left me
Nothing stays broken
I'm lucky that you found me
I'm lucky I stayed open
Lucky that she left me
Nothing stays broken
If I could only see to the bottom of the well
If I could only ask you why I'm doing so well