On My Way Home
It's a eleven am, where the hell am I
Is that time again, it seems that I just close my eyes
As I wipe off the sweats of a last dance disguise
Soccer at noon, I've a lovely goal
The light burns my eyes, there's a star to cross
The bus leaves is soon, I don't care at all
And as the years begin to show me
My life in times and men I see
The years are here I thought the dreams had change
Well it's just another brainless jobs
Something buying deep inside
Never felt so tired and on our own (tired and on our own)
It's just a thousand lonely miles, till I hold you there to see you smile
I won't despise tomorrow, I'm a little stoned
I'm on my way home
And as years begin to show me
My life in time will never see
The years are here, while other three and change
Well there's just another lonely jobs
Something buying deep inside
Never felt so tired and on our own (tired and our own)
I's just a thousand lonely miles, till I hold you there to see you smile
I won't despise tomorrow, I'm a little stoned
Well it's just another brainless jobs
Something buying deep inside
Never felt so tired and on our own (tired and on our own)
It's just a thousand lonely miles, till I hold you there to see you smile
I won't despise tomorrow, I'm a little stoned
I'm on my way home
Is that time again, it seems that I just close my eyes
As I wipe off the sweats of a last dance disguise
Soccer at noon, I've a lovely goal
The light burns my eyes, there's a star to cross
The bus leaves is soon, I don't care at all
And as the years begin to show me
My life in times and men I see
The years are here I thought the dreams had change
Well it's just another brainless jobs
Something buying deep inside
Never felt so tired and on our own (tired and on our own)
It's just a thousand lonely miles, till I hold you there to see you smile
I won't despise tomorrow, I'm a little stoned
I'm on my way home
And as years begin to show me
My life in time will never see
The years are here, while other three and change
Well there's just another lonely jobs
Something buying deep inside
Never felt so tired and on our own (tired and our own)
I's just a thousand lonely miles, till I hold you there to see you smile
I won't despise tomorrow, I'm a little stoned
Well it's just another brainless jobs
Something buying deep inside
Never felt so tired and on our own (tired and on our own)
It's just a thousand lonely miles, till I hold you there to see you smile
I won't despise tomorrow, I'm a little stoned
I'm on my way home
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Lukather, Cj Vanston
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