Was that the highway calling me Or just my nervous energy Either way I had to leave At least that's what I thought But what's the good in being gone You're not there While life goes on And you're somewhere else you don't belong And it's a long way, a long way Such a long way back home Hollywood's got that walk of fame And people walk right on those names You can tread on falling stars All the way down Sunset Boulevard Well all that glitters is not gold And even gold is hard and cold Like the way it turns your soul And it's a long way, a long way Such a long way back home Sometime the only difference 'tween a pilgrim And a prodigal son Is just the difference 'tween the dream you begin A Nd the thing you become So, hail a taxi, catch a train Ride the shuttle to the plane Strangers I don't wanna meet I wish them well away from me Vomit bags and magazines Flying nuns bring me drinks While out the window, I can see... And it's a long way. a long way Such a long way back home