Keep your arms open wide love,'Cause I'm coming home,I don't know where I am but I don't care,'Cause I know where I'm going.I'm going where the voices,In my head tell me toI'd walk a thousand crooked miles,To try to get back to youChorus :Well I'm weary to the bone,As I wake here alone,With a pain that won't let me beAnd there's a stranger in the mirror,Staring back at me,( Oh Lord, could it be, is that me ? )These hands are shaking in the shadows,Of the old morning sunThat's dripping through the window pane,Lord, this feeling is second to noneRepeat ChorusI can almost see your smile,And I can almost hear your voiceRising high up above,The flat land of IllinoisRepeat Chorus
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