Something 'Bout That Suitcase

Staring out into nowhere, waiting for a plane ride
Keeping one hand tight, on that bag at your side
Are you leaving town, looking for a new start
Or cashing in and heading home, carrying a broken heart
Were you up all night, trying to make ends meet
Or so excited to leave, you couldn't sleep or eat

Something 'bout that suitcase weathered and worn
Gets me wondering
What stories can you tell, where you're going
And where you've been
Something 'bout that suitcase, tattered and torn
Bursting at the seams
Is it all packed up with new hopes, or a hand
Of crazy old dreams
And memories that time can't erase
There's something 'bout that suitcase

Does it hold a baby doll, for your little girl
Or plans and proposals, that just might change the world
Everything you need, to soak the sun in Malibu
Or the ashes of an old friend, whose traveling days are through

Something 'bout that suitcase weathered and worn
Gets me wondering
What stories can you tell, where you're going
And where you've been
Something 'bout that suitcase, tattered and torn
Bursting at the seams
Is it all packed up with new hopes, or a hand
Of crazy old dreams
And memories that time can't erase
There's something 'bout that suitcase

Something 'bout that suitcase, tattered and torn
Bursting at the seams
Is it all packed up with new hopes, or a hand
Of crazy old dreams
And memories that time can't erase
There's something 'bout that suitcase