[Verse]

My buddy says I’m crazy thinking she’s coming back.

I told him, “Give it time.” Left it at that.

She said this town was way too small for her plans.

Two weeks later she was gone with one suitcase in her hand.

She wanted noise outside her window,

Sirens and strangers she’d never know.

I like a house that settles down at night,

Summer breeze passes through the screen door.

You don’t hold someone when their mind’s made up.

You let them go and don’t beg twice

[Chorus]

When the city keeps her up all night

And she’s tired of saying she’s fine,

When she’s staring at the ceiling fan

Watching shadows cross the blinds,

When nobody there knew her at seventeen

Or who she was back then,

She won’t have to tell me why —

She’ll just come back home again.

[Verse]

I stayed , Took the early shifts.

Signed my name on a ten-year loan.

Put money down on that old brick store.

Now my name’s on the sign out front.

I unlock the doors before the sun comes up,

Lock ’em when the day is done.

I’m not stuck here — this is home.

I stayed and built something of my own.

Friday Night Memory,

On Friday nights the field lights glow,

Whole town packed on wooden stands.

Kids still wearing the same old jerseys

We wore back when we were them.

[Pre-Chorus]

She laughs before she finishes the joke,

Then says, “Never mind.”

Like she’s scared to say the best part

In case it don’t land right.

Nobody there knew her at seventeen.

[Chorus]

When the city keeps her up all night

And she’s tired of saying she’s fine,

When she’s staring at the ceiling fan

Watching shadows cross the blinds,

When nobody there knew her at seventeen

Or who she was back then,

She won’t have to tell me why —

She’ll just come back home again.

[Bridge]

Maybe I’m wrong.

Wouldn’t be the first time.

Maybe she finds what she’s chasing

And I never cross her mind.

I tell everybody she’ll come back home.

I don’t believe it at 2 a.m waking up alone.

[Chorus]

When the city keeps her up all night

And she’s lying there wide awake,

When the room feels twice as small

As the space she tried to make,

She won’t have to tell me why —

She won’t have to say a word.

I’ll just hear that old screen door…

And know she’s home for sure.