I've got a mind to see the
headlights shining
On that old white line between
my heart and home.
Sick of spendin' Sundays wishing
they were Mondays
Sittin' in a park alone.
So give my best to anyone
who's left who ever done me
Any lovin' way but wrong.
Tell 'em that the pride of
just the other side o nowhere's
Goin' home.
Takin' nothin' back to show
there
For these dues I've paid.
But the soul I almost sold
here
And the body I've been givin'
away.
Fadin' from the neon nighttime
glow here,
Headin' for the light of day,
Just the other side of nowhere,
goin' home.
I've got a mind to see the
headlights shinin'
On that old white line between
my heart and home.
Sick of spendin' Sundays wishin'
they were Mondays,
Sittin' in a park alone.
So give my best to anyone
who's left who ever done me
Any lovin' way but wrong.
Tell them that the pride of
just the other side of nowhere's
Goin' Home.
Just the other side on nowhere,
goin' home
Marco Giunco |
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