The Draw

In my left hand there is the familiar

In my right hand there’s the great unknown

I can see the madly different grass there

But I’m drawn to wilder nights at home

Don’t listen to your friends

See the despair behind their eyes

Don’t listen to your friends

They only care once in a while

I can feel the draw

I can feel it pulling me back

It’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me

I can feel the draw

I can feel it pulling me back

It’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me

Are you drifting way beyond what’s normal?

'Cause 'round your mind rings the words that they would say?

When you go home everything looks different,

And you're scared of being left behind.

Just listen to your friends

Trusted that fair look in their eyes

Just listen to your friends

They only care and hope you're alright

I can feel the draw

I can feel it pulling me back

It’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me

I can feel the draw

I can feel it pulling me back

It’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me

(whoa oh oh oh…

Whoa oh oh oh oh…)

I can feel the draw

I can feel it pulling me back

It’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me

I can feel the draw

I can feel it pulling me back

It’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me

I can feel the draw

I can feel it’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me

I can feel the draw

I can feel it pulling me back

It’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me

I can feel the draw

I can feel it’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me back

It’s pulling me

I can feel the draw

The draw

The draw

The draw…

The draw…