Long Way Home (Live In the Country) – Dan Fogelberg – letras

Running in the wrong directionIsn’t it a long way home,People with the wrong intentionsIsn’t it a long way home.City, you are dying real slowCountry, you are calling me to go.Smokestacks, I don’t need you no moreI’m gonna fly…To where the sky meets the landAnd the living is not plannedAnd the children can laugh justCause they’re living.I’ll send for youIf you ever want me toBut you’ll have to findA whole new way of giving.Running from the noise and poisonIsn’t it a long way home.Wounded by a law man’s toy gunIsn’t it a long way home.City, no more shadows to be seen.Country, all the sunshine you can dream.Smokestacks spew your sour-smellingsteamI’m gonna fly.To where the sky meets the landAnd the living is not plannedAnd the children can laughJust cause they’re living.I’ll send for youIf you ever want me toBut you’ll have to find