"Phone Call From Home" lyrics

Leaving town with a plan to hitchhike
Catch a ride down the New Jersey Turnpike
With a girl in a white dress
Waking up in the land of Springsteen
Puffy-eyed, drinking boardwalk caffeine
Feeling young but feeling restless

Lord knows I'll sleep when I'm dead
And I'll keep close all the things my grandpa said to me
When I feel alone, it's nice to know
I'm just a phone call from home

Fell asleep in some sheets that ain't mine
Checked out before the sunrise
Left a motel key on the dresser
The thought of flying used to scare me
Now the air's where I find peace
Until I'm home forever

Lord knows I'll sleep when I'm dead
And I'll keep close all the things my grandpa said to me
When I feel alone, it's nice to know
I'm just a phone call from home

Write down whatever you want
Hold tight to the love you've got
Realize what it is that you need
Go and get it while the gas is cheap
While we're young and reckless
We'll find the life we're left with is
Thumbs-up and heads-down
Time's moving too fast to turn around now, but

Lord knows I'll sleep when I'm dead
And I'll keep close all the things my grandpa said to me
When I feel alone, it's nice to know
I'm just a phone call from home