Long Way Home

Flew into Paris town

Got off the plane

and I kissed the ground

Like the Pope I thanked a God

I wasn't sure could hear me

Made my way to a telephone

Called you up you were not at home

Quit the call and faced the wall

So I can think more clearly

Then the fog cleared from my mind

I had to mourn the love I left behind

I felt the pain, I felt the strain,

I felt the rain

And it's a long way there

when you don't know

Where you're going

It's a long way home

when you don't know

where you've been

It's all televised, telephoned,

ill communicated

Talked about, fought about,

sometimes just imaginated

Baby, it's a long way home..Baby, it's a long way home

Thought I'd call my old friend

I found out he had met the end

Thought I'd cry but I just sighed

and scratched his name

from my phone book

Thought real hard about getting down

With the white

and with the brown

But those works had all been broken

Before those vows were spoken