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Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Halfway Home

Well I used to walk along the opposite side of the road
and made others get out of my way
I used to think that I could sit and wait for the times
but I know I should meet them halfway

I'm halfway home and I'm on my own
I'm halfway there and I don't care, I don't mind
I plan to leave here after supper time
that's when traffic is light, all I need is a sign
and I'll be alright. I'll be fine

Well I used to think that i could just sleep and then I would dream
And everything it would just come to me
Until I woke one day without anything to eat
Lying on the opposite side of the street

I'm halfway home and I'm still out on my own
I'm halfway there and I don't care, I don't mind
Because it ain't my time not to stay or say
Well I can't say, but you can bet that i will play my heart out
I'll won't lay.

I used to think that I could just sit and wait for the times
But I know I gotta meet them somewhere out there halfway

I'm halfway home I tried running with the flow
I'm halfway there. Ain't it funny how everybody seems to care
I planned to get there around supper time their serving up bread and wine
All I needed was a sign and I guess I'llbe allright.
I'll be fine.
I'll be fine.
I'll be alright.
I'll be alright.

(It seems to be a running theme about being fine and allright but I don't
mind.)
Because I'll be fine and alright
I'll be fine
I'll be fine

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