Long Way Home

Oh, it’s cold and lonely here

Here in this telephone booth

There’s three sides to every story, baby

There's yours and there's mine and the cold, hard truth

I think there’s something missing ’round here

I don’t know where it’s gone

But it’s a long way back home

The heat don’t work

The toaster don’t work

And the car don’t work

And I guess I know why

This house don’t work

And this dream don’t work no more

And lover, neither do you and I

I fall asleep with the colors flying

Over sand and foam

But it’s a long way back home

I know your heart is breaking

Maybe my heart's breaking, too

And it’s a long way back home

It’s a long way back home

It’s a long way back home