When the smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before This is the place

I like to live the love That i sing about in my song My song is a serious matter It reflects what i feel If i say i love you, i mean it `cause in my song Every line is for real Every man or woman Enjoys going home

I'm going back home where I was born You can have it you can have it Got to go home got to go home First I planned to stay but I can't live this way Try to understand I think this city's grand But with all it's charm give me the little country farm Oh

When the smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before This is the place

Going home to live Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world Trouble of this world, trouble of this world A man who's genius and freedoms and Ability to communicate and To talk, and to touch chords A man who has the ability and the audacity And

When the smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before This is the place