Sons Of Bill - Find My Way Back Home (Live)

Kishore Kumar Hits — Sons Of Bill - Find My Way Back Home (Live) lyrics

Artist: Sons Of Bill

album: With Kerosene Instead

There's an empty hall
And it echos back at you
It's like an empty freightline rollin' through the dead of night
No end in sight and nowhere to go
With no one to call your own,
There ain't no voice on the other end of the telephone
Oh and I wish I could see that smile
And hold it in a frame just for a while
Take me to the edge of the highway
I'll find my way back home
Well there's a flood of tears
They're just falling down like rain
They spill into your empty bourbon glass
Pour it out fill it up again
Until you feel no pain
Wander to that bar and everybody's having fun
They don't understand
If I could see that smile
And hold it in a frame just for a while
Take me to the edge of the highway
I'll find my way back home
There's a mirrored wall
And it's starin' back at you
Like an empty freightline rollin' through the dead of night
No end in sight and nowhere to go
With no place to call your home,
There ain't no voice on the other end of the telephone
Oh and I wish I could see that smile
And hold it in a frame just for a while
Take me to the edge of the highway
I'll find my way back home
Yeah I find my way back home
Oh I find my way back home
Yeah I find my way back home

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