PICTURED LIFE
What do you want if you don't want love
Why do you want
What you thinking of
My love or money
Well it just ain't enough
What do you want if you don't want love
You make me pay and pay
I gave it all away
I gave it all
I bleed for you
I've been looking for an ideal sound
I've been looking for an ideal you
But you don't exist
But you don't exist
What do you want if you don't want love
Why do you want
What you thinking of
But you don't exist
But you don't exist
My dirty money well there just ain't enoug
Homeward Bound
I'm sitting in the railway station.
Got a ticket to my destination.
On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand.
And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Ev'ry day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories
And ev'ry stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be,
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Silently for me.