From the album Not Like Them

Lyrics

My friends all said, man come back from LA
Pack it up and start over
Leave that heartache far behind
Make it sound so simple
Grabbed my guitar, my favorite jeans and my shades
I’m heading home for the winter
Two hands on the wheel but she’s still on my mind

11 miles
Down Péna Boulevard
11 miles
Each mile closer to home
Feels like I’m flying
Down Péna Boulevard
Deep inside I know
I’ll be alright on my own

Driving fast feel the wind through my hair
Thinking back to this morning
She took my hand and she asked me to stay
But I know I did the right thing
A gentle embrace…. then I drove away
I need the comfort of home now
Go tell everyone I’m arriving today

11 miles
Down Péna Boulevard
11 miles
Each mile closer to home
Feels like I’m flying
Down Péna Boulevard
Deep inside I know
I’ll be alright on my own

Some say you can never go home again
But I just need to be surrounded by old friends
Some say if you’re running away then the running never ends

11 miles
Down Péna Boulevard
11 miles
Each mile closer to home
Feels like I’m flying
Down Péna Boulevard
Deep inside I know
I’ll be alright on my own