Welcome to the choir, sir It's not home And it's not Tara If fact do I know you Have I been here before This is a dream, right Did I come here on my own

Falling into everything, holding onto one another You're on the last train home again The last train home again This is the last song played in vain The last song played in vain This is all I ever could need to make the most of it Trying to get along in

I think I'm better off alone No matter how hard I try You're never satisfied This is not a home You always disappear Even when you're here This is not my home Home, this house is not a home I'll be coming home

Don't forget me Don't forget me (yeah, yeah) When this well runs dry I guess you'll find another well When I say goodbye There'll be another breeze to sail When my boat goes down I guess you'll learn how to swim If I don't come home

Hmhmhmhm ah ah I love him from the skin to my bones, ah But I don’t wanna miss home, ah There’s nothing to save and he knows, ah I’ll just runaway in the overnight "How long you leaving?" "Well Dad just don’t expect me back this evening Oh it could take

Girl you ain't much fun since I quit drinkin' I sobered up, and I got to thinkin' Now I'm feedin' the dog, sackin' the trash It's honey do this, honey do that I used to come home late and not a minute too soon Barking like a dog, howling at the moon

Don't fuck with my love I don't wanna know that, babe That heart is so cold All over my home I told her she knows Take aim and reload I met this girl late last year She said, "Don't you worry if I disappear" I told her, "I'm not really looking for

Broken home, all alone I just want to know the truth What is wrong with me? I cannot fight now I feel like a weak link BROKEN HOME! BROKEN HOOOOME! I can't seem to fight these feelings I'm caught in the middle of this And my wounds are not healing

Maria was born in the country She loved her homeland Maria was from a poor family For their girl they had greater plans Across the sea not yet twenty Sailed our Maria, a man to see Perhaps marry dreams our Maria This was to be eventually for our Maria

But, oh, Lord, don't make it easy Keep me working till I work it all out Till I'm free from this shadow of doubt Keep me out of this shadow of doubt But please, please won't you shine enough light on me Just another homesick child, tired of running wild