On My Way Home

Angelo de Augustine

Composición de: Angelo de Augustine
On my way and I had to lie
How's it going, I'm doing fine
And I'm on my way home
I'm on my way home

Here's a friend that you can't ignore
Fight breaks out then I'm out the door
And I'm on my way home
I'm on my way home

Oh, no
It's in your eyes
You'll never be the same
But I'm on my way home
Yes I'm on my way home
Yes I'm on my way home

Up for show then the stage went black
Lit the joint then I hit the sack
And I'm on my way home
I'm on my way home

Caught the flight, and I lost my name
Transatlantic, I hope today
That I'm on my way home
I'm on my way home

Oh, no
It's in your eyes
You'll never be the same
But I'm on my way home
Yes I'm on my way home
Yes I'm on my way home

Here we stand in the customs line
He says you're packing, I'll pull you back
And I'm on my way home
I'm on my way home

Detained now and I'm feeling low
Hoping some day they'll let me go
And I'm on my way home
I'm on my way home

Oh, no
It's in your eyes
You'll never be the same
But I'm on my way home
Yes I'm on my way home
Yes I'm on my way home
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