miles away from home

If I could make it to the door of the woman I loved

I would start walking right now, 

The dilemma in this situation

I cant say I love anyone enough for the voyage.

Its a sad but true fact,

I will make it out the door

In the earliest hour of my wake

In search for home

A place I can truly hang my hat

A place I can leave my shoes out to dry.

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