Nick D' & the Believers - My Way Home

Old cadillac cars
Parkes at the turnpike bars
Calling exes
Writing checks
And I don't even know
My way home

Somebody passed me a pill
Drink it down
I don't fell feet in my shoes
The evening news is all gone

This is nowhere
I know that now
And I don't even know
My way home
Don't even know my
Don't even know
My way home

Gold sequins and gin
Some crazy patterns
You spin in some medicine dance
We took a chance
But I knew that we'd never win

Radio dial
It makes me smile
I know that I'll see you again
I know I'll see you
I know I'll see you again

Doors are caving
Times are changing
Either get out on
Get in
We're at the station
I see you waiting
You look so pale
You're so thin

But you are nowhere
I know that now
And I don't even know
My way home
I don't even know my
I don't even know
My way home

You are nowhere
I know that now
And I don't even know
My way home
I don't even know my
I don't even know
My way home