(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