It’s a long way home

Once again I find myself a cork amongst the waves
Drifting through the ocean, counting down the days
One eye on the picture that’s hanging in my mind
So I’ll sit and write this song to you because I have the time

An umbrella sits in every drink
There’s a drink in every hand
There’s a thousand margaritavilles
And countless one man bands.
See when I rock to sleep each night
I’ll take what I can get
But if there’s something better out there babe
Well, I haven’t seen it yet

It’s a long way home (x2)

So it’s late night conversations
And a grainy camera feed
Not exactly what we want
But it can get us what we need
So for now I’ll be the tourist
It’s a skin I know too well
And to spend my life in heaven
I’ll take my three days down in hell

It’s a long way home (x2)