Born on the edge of a lonely town-searching for something no one had

Smart enough to say good-bye to this lonely town

But not smart enough to never look back



Night falls early on these lonely streets-and time rolls by like a midnight train

Innocence in abundance on these lonely streets-but I feel guilty just the same



Now the words that I have written are ringing in my head

Oh,and I think I believe them

A million miles from yesterday and a million more to go

Still I search each day

Trying to find my way home



Dreams die young in a lonely heart-and the past seems to follow close behind

There's an age old remedy for a lonely heart

But there's no peace in this soul of mine



Now the words that I have written are ringing in my head

Oh,and I think I believe them

A million miles from yesterday and a million more to go

Still I search each day

Trying to find my way home



Still trying to find my way home