Oh, It's Cold And Lonely Here-
Here In This Telephone Booth
There's Three Sides To Every Story:
Yours And Mine And The Cold, Hard Truth
I Think There's Something Missing 'Round Here
I Don't Know Where It's Gone
But It's A Long Way Back Home
The Heat Don't Work
The Toaster Don't Work
The Car Don't Work
And I Guess I Know Why
This House Don't Work And This Dream Don't
Work No More
And Lover, Neither Do You And I
I Fall Asleep With The Colors Flying
Over Sand And Foam
But It's A Long Way Back Home
And It's A Long Way Back Home
And It's A Long Way Back Home
It's A Long Way Back Home