Wilmer Wolf - Home Lyrics

Scene set in harbor autumn rain and foam
Two secret lovers watch the ships go by
They 've got all the right settings
But they can't find a way to go home
Cut back to mainstreet bar of broken hearts

Some singer sobbing cause he's missed the charts
Says "man I could have been loaded..."
He's so loaded don't dare to go home
So travel light we'll make it more with less
There is no room for hate on the exile express
Take on compassion and some tenderness to go home

Out in the city watch the freaks and wrecks
Some shabby lady dragging wrinkled bags
She knows all these streets and alleys
But she can't find a way to go home
So travel light just pack your favorite clothes
There is no room for memories on these ships & boats
And this restless heart is all you really own to go home

Down in the subway boards of town
Just watch the wolf crawl track him down
Gold records plane tickets insults
Nothing left to turn 'round
Home's where the heart is and your heart is my home
I've been so heartless could not stay or go
And this tainted map is all I have to show to go home
We're going home