Bm A
The moon has blocked the sun.
Bm A
That I havent seen for days.
Bm A
It walks the street as the chimneys burn.
Bm A
Ill drink some beers as I find my way
Chorus
Bm
My way home
A
My way home
Bm
My way home
A
My way home
Verse
Bm A
The streets were made for horse and cart
Bm A
they talk to mine behind close doors.
Bm A
Stood in the rain to feel the part
Bm A
This maze I stand of concrete walls
My way home (x4)
Bm A
This black hawk cant find its place,
Bm A
through the night we swim.
Chorus
Bm
My way home
A
My way home
Bm
My way home
A
My way home
