Last one to leave Turn the lights off when you go But if you make it big, kid Be sure to let us know You're still holding on For a song that might break through For a word that might make sense For a line that might come true I hope you do, baby blue And I hope you do, baby blue 'Cause no one gives the leaver the last word But I'd cast your life in bronze With your one foot out the door King of the hometown scene You were wild, and you were free And now you're thirty-three With a baby to feed Maybe it's time to give up Maybe it's time to move on Maybe it's time to come home Maybe it's time to let it go Last one to leave Don't let it hit you in your gut When you write your gospel down Go for broke and go for blood What does it mean? I guess we all get old It's not a simple thing Trying to keep it all afloat I hope you do, baby blue And I hope you do, baby blue 'Cause no one gives the leaver the last word But I'd cast your life in bronze With your one foot out the door King of the hometown scene You were good, but you were green Now you're thirty-three With a baby to feed Maybe it's time to give up Maybe it's time to move on Maybe it's time to come home Maybe it's time to let it go Sold the amp to pay for rent And the pbr gets expensive When the diaper bills come rolling in And your daughter's crying at 2am Something's coming and something's gone A part feels right, a part feels wrong A sacrament, a one last song You try and sing your whole life long Your life itself is that song Baby blue, baby blue And I hope you do, baby blue And I hope you do, baby blue And I hope you do, baby blue