Long Way Home - Dan Fogelberg

Running in the wrong direction

Isnt it a long way home,

People with the wrong intentions

Isnt it a long way home.

City, you are dying real slow

Country, you are calling me to go.

Smokestacks, I dont need you no more

Im gonna fly…

To where the sky meets the land

And the living is not planned

And the children can laugh just

Cause theyre living.

Ill send for you

If you ever want me to But youll have to find

A whole new way of giving.

Running from the noise and poison

Isnt it a long way home.

Wounded by a law mans toy gun

Isnt it a long way home.

City, no more shadows to be seen.

Country, all the sunshine you can dream.

Smokestacks spew your sour-smelling

Steam

Im gonna fly.

To where the sky meets the land

And the living is not planned

And the children can laugh

Just cause theyre living.

Ill send for you

If you ever want me to But youll have to find

A whole new way of giving.