Instead, you wanna wait until I'm coming home Oh, I know that you won't let it go Can't we just talk it out before I go? It's hard for me to say this without sounding impatient And I know you know You know how we can fix it Just tell me and I'll listen,

Here's my keys, I want you to take 'em I think I'm gonna need you to get back home Hold on to my hat, I don't wanna lose it I couldn't stand for something else to be gone I'm sure you know the reason I'm here cryin' I think you'll understand why Tonight,

I wanna go home I wanna sleep in my own bed I want a normal life again Is this the end? Is this the end? No matter how hard I try, all I know is the road All I know is the road And you wonder why I'm out of my mind? Street signs, so many street signs

You can help me just breathe, breathe I wanna get caught up in your love tonight I need your loving tonight I'm tryin' get caught up in your love tonight I'm so, excited I'm home, been grindin' Let's go, tonight Just make some money you know If you love

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

Who's that boy? Now I don't know who you are But you look like a star And everybody here be thinkin' Wanna take you home And get you all alone And everybody here is thinkin' Oh he got me No, I've never seen,

I wish I was, I wish I was beside you She sleeps alone My heart wants to come home She lies awake I'm trying to find the words to say I wish I was, I wish I was I don't wanna go So close but so far away Within a minute I was all packed up

I said, don't be afraid Sometimes we will die and sometimes we will fly away Either way you're by my side until my dying days And if I'm not there and I'm far away We're going home I wanna fall inside your ghost And fill up every hole inside my mind And

Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Two and two is four, babe Four into two is eight Come on now girl, don't you now make me late And I've got to leave One and one is two

Not this time I’m not trying to be funny but I left it all at home today You can call me what you wanna I ain’t giving you a dollar This time I ain’t gonna run away You might knock me down, you might knock me down But I will get back up again This time I