Second Home
Tawnee M.
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Second Home
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Tawnee M.
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Wake up before the light even tries
Back’s already screaming from the night
Can’t sit up alone some mornings
Just another mile I have to fight
Keys in the ignition, same routine
Everybody’s somewhere I gotta be
Drop-offs, pick-ups, appointments, food runs
The road’s the only place that knows me
[Pre-Chorus]
I made that promise when I was seven
Still keeping it with everything I am
But every hour belongs to someone else
And I’m running on empty again
[Chorus]
This car is my second home
I should decorate the dash, hang pictures on the glass
Living in the miles, no time left for me
What about me?
What about me?
I give and I drive and I carry the weight
But the road don’t care when I break
[Verse 2]
Eighty-six years and she needs me there
Kids need the rides, the world needs me strong
I’m the only one with the license tonight
So the cycle just keeps rolling on
Friends calling, lists growing, never enough hours
Can’t even answer the phone without risk
Trying to stay consistent, trying to stay good
But the day ends and I’m still on the list
[Pre-Chorus]
I want to be happy, I want to be whole
I want something that belongs just to me
But the calendar’s full and the tank’s always low
And the peace I need is still out of reach
[Chorus]
This car is my second home
I should decorate the dash, hang pictures on the glass
Living in the miles, no time left for me
What about me?
What about me?
I give and I drive and I carry the weight
But the road don’t care when I break
[Bridge]
I just want two wheels and an open stretch
That old sanctuary, wind in my chest
Season’s almost gone and I’m still stuck here
Trading every free minute for someone else’s need
I’m a doer, I’m the one who shows up
But damn, I’m tired of never getting up
[Final Chorus – bigger, more desperate]
This car is my second home
I should decorate the dash, hang pictures on the glass
Living in the miles, no time left for me
What about me?
What about me?
I give and I drive and I carry the weight
I’m still here fighting, still trying to stay
But I need a little room before I break
[Outro – quieter, raw]
Just a little room…
Just a little road that belongs to me…