"I'm Not Going Home"  by Alec Delphenich 

I'm staying up late tonight
I grow so tired of waiting
I step in my car and drive away
Funny how my problems remain

Driving through the neighborhoods
Guided only by streetlights
I think it's strange how I could be
The only one awake out of all of you asleep

Now I know how beautiful the world is
Soft-spoken, but it's strong
Everything around me is so perfect
It's nice when nothing's wrong

Who knew this could feel this good
This is the only way that I want to be
Windows down, cool breeze in my face
I'm lost in a farmiliar place

I feel myself grow tired
The weight of the world is pressed on my eyes
The music playing takes my mind
The stars in the sky fade away

I don't think I can make it home
I can't tell what's right from wrong
Someday I'll look back on these situations and cry
But for now I'll let them pass on by

I'm not going home
I can't make it home