Looking for a place to call my home
Where will I sleep tonight, even I don’t know.
You ask yourself is this how I want to live?
When empty hands have nothing more to give.
So I drive around and pray that I will make it through today
There’s got to be a better way.
You miss your wife you miss your little girl.
You left them stranded in a different world.
Can you forgive yourself for all the time you’ve lost?
I wouldn’t give that up at any cost.
There’s more to life than being in a band,
Your friends are what will matter in the end.
I just want the chance to keep those promises I made
There’s got to be better way.
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