I'm tired of sleeping in these hotel rooms
Mind clouded by an endless gloom
I long to see a face that I can trust
The road seems longer on this beat up bus
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Still singing in these roadside bars
A back up band for a fading star
Got no money and I sold my soul
Gave one good life to rock and roll
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
It doesn't matter how long I've been gone
I feel so welcome when I come home
It doesn't matter how long I've been gone
I'm running straight, straight into your arms
I'm tired of staring at these same four walls
Smoke filled rooms and curtain calls
And endless stream of one night stands
A guitar slinger, just a hired hand
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
It doesn't matter how long I've been gone
I feel so welcome when I come home
It doesn't matter how long I've been gone
I'm running straight, straight into your loving arms