On the outskirts of Dallas
There’s a two lane highway
Take a right to my hometown
And a left to the interstate
Some angry words cloud of dust in a hurry
One left and she was gone
A turn for the worst, so it seems but I’m not worried
If she’s the girl I know..
She’s probably driving back roads with the top down, just outta town
A warm breeze always cools her down
She’ll cry along with every song on the radio
And then I know that Mustang’s bound to turn around
I keep telling myself she’s not really gone
She’s taking the long way home
A pair of old sunglasses to hide the red in her blue eyes
I can see the wind that waves her blonde hair blowing away the tears she cries
Staring at a lipstick stained cup of coffee that she left yesterday
I fill it up for her her to drink when she gets home
I’ll bet she’s had a long day
She’s probably driving back roads with the top down, just outta town
The warm breeze always cools her down
She’ll cry along with every song on the radio
And then I know that Mustang’s bound to turn around
I keep telling myself she’s not really gone
She’s taking the long way home
That’s just like her to take the scenic route
But I keep on waiting cause I know
She’ll be coming home any moment now
She’s probably driving back roads with the top down, just outta town
A warm breeze always cools her down
She’ll cry along with every song on the radio
And then I know that Mustang’s bound to turn around
I keep telling myself she’s not really gone
She’s taking the long way home
God I hope she’s taking the long way home
