(wade hayes/chick rains)
I drove around last night, and tried with all my might
to leave the past behind, cause you stayed on my mind
so i stopped for a drink, i never stopped to think
that it wouldn't work, it just made it worse
so i came on back home, i hadn't changed a thing
and sat here all alone, missing you and wondering
Where do i go to start all over
from your memory
where do i go to start all over
when in your arms is where i won't be
I'd take some things and leave, if the change of scenery
would do me any good, like i know it should
i'd still be missing you, what goods a different view
to a broken heart, we'd still be apart
someday i'll find the answer, to this mystery
but tonight the same old question, just keeps on haunting me
Where do i go to start all over
from your memory
where do i go to start all over
when in your arms is where i won't be
Where do i go to start all over
when in your arms is where i won't be