Del Amitri Long Journey Home
By the time you get to hear this I'll be long gone down the road Without a toothbrush or a suitcase in a world I didn't know By the time you get through college, by the time you learn to drive I'll be picking thought the garbage of my life
By the time you get adjusted to your objectionable role I'll be deleted, deselected from that very ordinariness you know When you've lost your sense of direction and burned every happiness you know I'll have made my last connection on the long journey home
By the time you get to hear this you'll be completely alone Counting down the hours to your destination on the long journey home
