Tomorrow

Pulled into the station and they're playing Waylon Jennings

When you're driving through so late at night

You'll see the lights are blinding

Yeah, and I'll be thinking of youHome, my baby's going home

My baby's going home

Tomorrow, homeA million miles of nothing

Yeah, you're driving all alone

I can smell you on the pillow of the hotel room

Baby, make it and call me soonHome, my baby's going home

My baby's going home

Tomorrow, homeHome, my baby's going home

My baby's going home

Tomorrow, homeHome

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