You Had to Leave Home (It’s Fine)

I call you up
It’s been two months since
We talked last
I’ve cleared my conscience
Of all the things I said back then
So we could move on as friends

We stay up late
I straighten up my room
And try to hear
All about your move
I hold my tongue that I hate Texas
I’m really sorry I mixed my message

You had to leave home
It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine
Like a pigeon that doesn’t know where to fly
Sometimes I wonder if you’ll ever tell me why
You had to leave home
It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine