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Near the dawn she crept in
Sittinâ on the edge of a bed made up to look like itâd been slept in
And it was dark where I was lying
But I could see her face
It looked like sheâd been crying
And itâs a Long, Long, Journey Home
I drink my coffee by the door
Watch an old man on the street I think iâve seen him before
Because heâs out there every week
Goinâ through my trash
He knows me but we never speak
Itâs a Long, Long Journey Home
Itâs a Long, Long Time to feel Alone
Forgiveness and favor earned
Traveling on lessons learned
We are all alone in this together
as far as iâm concerned...
Itâs a Long, Long Journey Home
Itâs a Long, Long time to feel alone
I have been rejected
By the very one I carefully selected
so I know what you mean
when you say you stumble on the way to the guillotine
Itâs a Long, Long Journey Home
Itâs a Long, Long time to feel alone
Itâs a Long, Long, Long...
Journey Home