Dana Fuchs Almost Home
Yea, the wheels are grinding down a highway in the dark, Maps are useless, these roads are torn apart, I go blinded but guided by the shadows in my eyes, Lost all direction and the world has gone to bed, Digging in my pocket to get someone else's hand, What a different story, every solitary line I write, But I feel like I'm almost home, And I feel like I'm almost home,
You looking for signs but it's way too late to ask, I see a million exits but I stare and let them pass, Though the road is paved its been narrowed by the secrets that it keeps, Well I see your face smiling through my tears, Pass another place and relive all the years, I gotta keep on smiling even when my heart begs to sleep,..
And I feel like I'm almost home, And i feel like I might be coming home, Keep a light on, let it shine on me, I think I am closer than I used to be, Keep a light on let it shine shine on me, I think I am closer than I wanna be...
Now the wheels are grinding down highways in the night, No signs no streetlights not a resting stop in sight, but I go blinded but you know I'm guard, that I'm guarded by the shadows that are in my heart and you're in my heart and I feel like I'm almost home and I feel like I just might be coming home, I just might be home, You know I might be coming home...
