Was that the highway calling me
Or just my nervous energy
Either way I had to leave
At least that's what I thought
But what's the good in being gone
You're not there
While life goes on
And you're somewhere else you don't belong
And it's a long way, a long way
Such a long way back home

Hollywood's got that walk of fame
And people walk right on those names
You can tread on falling stars
All the way down Sunset Boulevard
Well all that glitters is not gold
And even gold is hard and cold
Like the way it turns your soul
And it's a long way, a long way
Such a long way back home

Sometime the only difference
'tween a pilgrim
And a prodigal son
Is just the difference
'tween the dream you begin A
nd the thing you become

So, hail a taxi, catch a train
Ride the shuttle to the plane
Strangers I don't wanna meet
I wish them well away from me
Vomit bags and magazines
Flying nuns bring me drinks
While out the window, I can see...
And it's a long way. a long way
Such a long way back home