Way Back Home

I'm looking through my window I left my old home To get to you I packed my bags in hopes to settle To meet new people And I can't wait anymore But oh I want to see the lights in the city I bet they look pretty Don't know if I'll find my way back home And I lost a friend to Salt Lake City A shattered memory for good But who knows well maybe I'll just be happy And make a living doing what I love Oh I want to see the lights in the city I bet they look pretty Don't know if I'll find my way back home Don't think I'm ready I don't wanna say goodbye Another city Another place and time I'm looking through my window I left my old home To get to you