Halfway Home

I used to walk along the opposite side of the road and made others get out of my way

I used to think I could sit and wait for the times

but they [bad word] until I meet them halfway

I'm halfway home and I'm on my own

I'm halfway there and I don't care, I don't mind

I plan to leave here after supper time

that's when traffic is light, all I need is a sign

and I'll be alright. I'll be fine

I used to think that i could just sleep and then I'd dream

And everything it [bad word] to me

Until I woke one day without anything to eat

Lying on the opposite side of the street

I'm halfway home and I'm still out on my own

I'm halfway there and I don't care, I don't mind

Because it ain't my time to stay or sayÉ

I'll never lay down.

I used to think that I could just sit and wait for the time

But I know I gotta meet them halfway

I'm halfway home I tried [bad word] with the flow

I'm halfway there. Ain't it funny how everybody seems to care

I planned to get there around supper time their serving up bread and wine

All I needed was a sign and I'll be allright.

I'll be fine.

(It seems to be [bad word] theme about being fine and allright but I don't mind.)