Homesick

I Loose Some Sales And My Boss Won't Be Happy
But I Can't Stop Listening To The Sound
Of Two Soft Voices Mended In Perfection
From The Reels Of This Record That I Found
Everyday There's A Boy In The Mirror
Asking Me What Are You Doing Here
Finding All My Previous Motives
Growing Increasingly Unclear
I’ve Travelled Far And I’ve Burned All The Bridges
I Believed As Soon As I Hit Land
All The Other Options Held Before Me
Will Wither In The Light Of My Plan
So I Loose Some Sales And My Boss Won't Be Happy
But There’s Only One Thing On My Mind
Searching Boxes Underneath The Counter
On A Chance That On A Tape I’d Find
A Song For
Someone Who Needs Somewhere
To Long For
Homesick
Cause I No Longer Know
What Home Is