On My Way Home
When day is done and night draws near
I'll stumble out to greet the waning light
I'll grope for keys to start the old wheels turning
And head for home again
Thought the time is short, the drive is long
And all seems in a haze
My mind turns back the pages now
As alone I start to think
Of days gone by that still remain
So deep inside of me
Days that filled my soul and more
So bright the light that shined
But all is past and drive I must
On my way home again
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