You can walk a hundred thousand miles to see where you belong but all you feel around tonight is nothing but the road you can see one hundred thousand suns creeping from below but somehow theres got to be one way out talking bout your home And when youre tired, wake your guitar, put fire on I dont know how Ill feel you play, Ill find the road I can sink down in the quicksands Selling breathings to this world But all I feel around tonights the wind that steals em all I can stand still in the desert buyin illusions in the shade Of an oasis full of I wants But so lack of yesterdays And when Im tired I pick my harmonica to show you Dont need sign to close your eyes and find the road Just two lonely pilgrims searching for the final proof Hangin in the night somebody calls Wasted in a landscape where the gloom climbs to the throne I can tell them colors from this dark around I need a home Weve to walk two separate ways at this crossroad of our lives Sure its been a magic ride it hurts so sad to say goodbye We have lived what our eyes know that any word could never tell so this songs the only way out to be home once more my friend And when were tired Well always have something that no ones I dont know how Ill feel you play, Ill find the road Cause when were tired well always have something that no ones I dont know how youll feel me play, youll find the road I dont know how Ill feel you play, Ill find the road, boy I dont know how youll feel me play, youll find the road I dont know how Ill feel you play, Ill find the road, boy I dont know how Ill feel you play, Ill find the road Find the road Find the road Find the road