Gonna hop on the 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

Postcards and road maps

Empty alleyways cigarettes

Five miles to my next exit

And I'll be 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 have a son that I can call my own

I wish someone would 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 out

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