I want to come home. It's been so long since I've been away And please, don't blame me 'cause I've tried I'll be coming home soon to your love to stay I miss old friends that I once had Times ain't changed and I'll be glad when I go home I don't know why

Like one more time if our love ever grows cold And this new thrill somehow grows old Oh, when forever for us is no more Don't tell our friends, baby Let me be the first to know When you no longer care When my dreams, you no longer share Tell me before it

I'm gonna say goodbye to you tonight So long old friend I'm gonna fly again I think I'm gonna take me a ride Don't want nobody, no, not this time Find me a place I can park my truck Hop on the hood, gonna light one up I'll check the sights on my point

Oooh, I wish you well. Wish I could hideaway Howdy, friend, beggin' your pardon, Is there somethin' on your mind? You've gone and sold all your belongings, Is that something in your eye? Well, I know you really never Liked the way it all goes down; Go

So long my friend, my foe, my love, my pain The road's calling out my name Dreaming of La Boheme Maybe I'll go to Barbizon Or see a girl before she catches cold and she's gone Or maybe I'll just travel on So long my flame, my warmth, my fear, my fight

As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset Waterloo sunset's fine Dirty old river, must you keep rolling Flowin' into the night People so busy, making me dizzy Taxi light shines so bright But I don't need no friends I am in paradise Every day I look at the

You found me frozen, I'm so cold Praying loud, save me got no gold Baby now please don't let me go And I got a lot of friends that turned to stone Like you got inside of me No, baby, now please don't let me go Money long, pullin' off 63's 16 on my own,

Tell me, gypsy, can you see me In your crystal ball I'm asking you what can I do My back's against the wall And I can't hold on much longer So I've come to you my friend For now my life seems at an end I came to see you once before One hundred years ago

Told a bitch you motherfucking right Now that’s crazy Now that’s hard Mike WiLL, that’s hard See I ain’t see it like that, that’s hard You hard bruh That’s why, that’s why we been friends for so long bruh That’s why I used to sneak you in the club bruh

Bye-bye, girl There’s a road I gotta find Called the gypsy life I miss that life Like a good old friend Until I’m back again There’s a dream that’s still alive It will take some time A long, long time