Trying To Find My Way Home
Hello friends, here is a song I wrote a couple of months ago about a darker time in my life. Sharing the memories with all of you is my little way of healing inside. I am not expecting you all to like this one but if you could leave a comment either way I would appreciate it. Thanks to everyone for all your continued support.
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Trying To Find My Way Home
It's 3am...I ain't got a dime
Spent my last few dollars on a round
It's cold out tonight wish I had a match
A smoke would taste good right about now
Can't find my car again third time this week
I wonder if she still loves me
I keep getting lost,I keep getting lost, I keep getting lost
Trying to find my way home
Guess I'll start walking on down this here street
Can't find my keys anyway
I think that I gave them to that pretty little waitress
Sure do hope she remembers me
The sun will be up soon the moon is full
Sure do miss my kids right now
I keep getting lost, I keep getting lost, I keep getting lost
Trying to find my way home
Well I am almost there I can smell the morning air
If I turn around now I can catch first call
I could get my keys again and drive myself home
To drive would be good right about now
The kids would be at school she would be off to work
And I wouldn't have to try so hard to explain
Why I keep getting lost, I keep getting lost, I keep getting lost
Trying to find my way home