Was that the highway calling me
Or just my nervous energy
Well either way I had to leave
At least that’s what I thought
What’s the good in being gone
You’re not there and life goes on
You’re somewhere else you don’t belong

And it’s a long way
It’s a long way
Such a long way back home

Hollywood’s got that walk of fame
People walk right on those names
You can tread on fallen stars
All the way down Sunset Boulevard
All that glitters is not gold
Even gold is hard and cold
Like the way it turns your soul

And it’s a long way
It’s a long way
Such a long way back home

Sometimes the only difference ‘tween
A pilgrim and a prodigal son
Is the difference ‘tween the dream that we begin
And the thing that we become
What have we become

So hail a taxi, catch a train
Ride the shuttle to the plane
Strangers I don’t want to meet
I wish them well away from me
Vomit bags and magazines
Flying nuns that bring me drinks
While out the window I can see

It’s a long way
It’s a long way
Such a long way back home