Two am sing just one more song for the road Then stumble out to the parking lot, standing empty and cold The caffeine can’t disguise that I am weary to the bone Got to find a way, find a way, find a way back home
Been driving hard, playing tag with fortune and fame But when the lights are gone, the miles drag on And I get sick of the game Beneath the engine’s drone I hear you calling sweet and low Find your way, please, find your way, find your way back home
I’ve been on my own all of my life, it’s made me strong Made me the kind of girl who hates to say she’s wrong
But tonight at two am I think I see the truth This lone wolf never walked alone, every step I take there’s you Spinning out a life line, so that I will always know How to find my way, find my way, find my way back home
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