Verse 1

You drew a crooked crown in chalk

On the back gate by the school

Said, “When the bell lets everyone go

We’ll make our own set of rules”

Your red scarf caught on the chain-link fence

You laughed and tore it free

Then you ran down the hill with your shoes in your hand

And shouted, “Keep up with me!”

Pre-Chorus

We had a map with the corners worn

A pocket full of stolen pears

No one could tell us where we belonged

So we went anywhere

Chorus

Hey, hey, take the long way home

Past the field where the wild weeds grow

If the whole wide world says, “Stay in line”