Back Again
If you took all the miles I've traveled and laid them end to end, they'd stretch up to the moon go around and come back again. I break out of this orbit every now and then. I don't know when I'll be back again.
If you took all the tears I've cried and poured them in a cup, they'd overflow onto your shoes, half-fill your room and you'd have to clean it up. Or just ride on a river of salt water tears instead. l know that you'll be back again.
I'm traveling two thousand miles an hour in my bed. I've traveled two hundred million light years in my head.
If you took all of the chances I've missed and put em in a box, it'd be a golden opportunity for you if you could just pick the locks. And with all your new found fortune you could fly so very far away. But, I know that you'll be back some day.