LYRIC

Road wear, so sleepy
In need of fresh air
How long can you pretend to care

So modern, down trodden
The story is old
Just ask those ice cold souls
You know that you've been snared
Glad, sad, mad, or scared
Please hear me say that you're almost home

Take this freely
It won't be easy
To walk your last steps into the fire
That's when love surrounds you, lifts you
Into your hearts desire
Almost home

Don't turn around
When your past makes distant sounds

On an ocean of emotion
When breathin' fresh air
You will know that you're almsot there

So take this freely
It won't be easy
To walk the last steps into the fire
That's when love surrounds you, lifts
Into your hearts desire
Almost home

Don't turn around
When your past makes distant sounds

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