Tunnel Vision
Tunnel vision came to me
Like erosion changes memory's
They all fell into the sea
Still haven't returned
Walkin' down Rhode island street
When the hippie man he waved to me
Throws two fingers in the sky
A peace sign for me
And father I came home again
With two hands tied I'm a wounded man
Tell me am I making sense at all
Too much love I gave away
Now I wonder what I'll do that day
Sparks fly high and change the way
I wanna be
Endlessly I fell asleep
Behind the wheel I couldn't keep
My eyes ahead and center straight
On all that I knew
And father I came home again
With two hands tied I'm a wounded man
Tell me am I making sense at all
You see I'm a fool and I'm a mess
I just drank too much
And it went to my head
See this mess and I could be a star
I was thinkin' a minute
You might think I would get it
Father I
I was thinkin' a minute
I think I would get it
Father I came home again
With two hands I'm a wounded man
Tell me am I making sense at all
You see I'm a fool and I'm a mess
I just drank too much
And it went to my head
See this mess and I could be a star
I'm here to stay
I came home
I'm here to stay
I came home
I'm here to stay
I came home
I'm here to stay
I came home
I'm here to stay
I came home
I'm here to stay
I came home
Like erosion changes memory's
They all fell into the sea
Still haven't returned
Walkin' down Rhode island street
When the hippie man he waved to me
Throws two fingers in the sky
A peace sign for me
And father I came home again
With two hands tied I'm a wounded man
Tell me am I making sense at all
Too much love I gave away
Now I wonder what I'll do that day
Sparks fly high and change the way
I wanna be
Endlessly I fell asleep
Behind the wheel I couldn't keep
My eyes ahead and center straight
On all that I knew
And father I came home again
With two hands tied I'm a wounded man
Tell me am I making sense at all
You see I'm a fool and I'm a mess
I just drank too much
And it went to my head
See this mess and I could be a star
I was thinkin' a minute
You might think I would get it
Father I
I was thinkin' a minute
I think I would get it
Father I came home again
With two hands I'm a wounded man
Tell me am I making sense at all
You see I'm a fool and I'm a mess
I just drank too much
And it went to my head
See this mess and I could be a star
I'm here to stay
I came home
I'm here to stay
I came home
I'm here to stay
I came home
I'm here to stay
I came home
I'm here to stay
I came home
I'm here to stay
I came home
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Jones
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