Long Way Home — Don Henley

Oh, it's cold and lonely here- Here in this telephone booth There's three sides to every story: Yours and mine and the cold, hard truth I think there's something missing 'round here I don't know where it's gone But it's a long way back home

The heat don't work The toaster don't work The car don't work And i guess i know why This house don't work and this dream don't Work no more And lover, neither do you and i I fall asleep with the colors flying Over sand and foam But it's a long way back home

And it's a long way back home And it's a long way back home It's a long way back home