Long Way From Home
Jesse Harris and the Ferdinandos


in the mirror, stop and stare
but it's a stranger's face in there
rake my hair back with a plastic comb
where'd i go, i'm
feeling like i'm a long way from home

you were sweet to care for me
and gently stroke my hair for me
put me on a matress made of foam
and whisper low but i'm
feeling like i'm a long way from home

i don't know where i'm goin'
i don't know what i'm doin'

sleep again won't come to me
i walk outside, the galaxies
and stars surround the whole world like dome
i'm still alone and i'm
feeling like i'm a long long way from home