Oh, hear those songbirds singing at the start of the day,Yeah I woke up early I was on my way,Red hot sun in a big blue sky,I was gonna start running,But it was quicker to fly.
Over the mountain down to the vale,Out to the coast, get a boat, set sail,All I want to do is get back and break bread,I've been missing my lover,I've been missing my sweet, sweet bed.
I'm trying to get back home,Before the sun goes down.
Oh I can't slow down, my feet won't rest,I'm weak I'm weary but I couldn't care less,Got a song in my soul, got a skip in my step,My heartbeat’s racing the closer I get.
I've been gone so long but now I gotta get back,Just one more trail yeah, one more track,For ten long years been skipping like a stone,But now this old man’ll be rolling,Rolling home.
I'm trying to get back home,Before the sun goes down.

He makes another reckless phone call,To ears that plead,And then another passing trend,To cater for her needs,He makes another cool decision,To tears on the phone,They were pointed in the wrong direction,Now he’s all alone.
A fine line (darkness & the light),Fine line (east & the west),Fine line (between what’s right or wrong),A fine line.
Careless,
Never rattled by the loss,what’s to gain,Never counts the cost,Pointed in the wrong direction,No way of getting lost, it’s a.
A fine line (darkness & the light),Fine line (east & the west),Fine line (between what’s right or wrong),A fine line.
A fine line (darkness & the light),Fine line (east & the west),Fine line (between what’s right or wrong),A fine line.
And You think you've got it made,And You think you've got it made,You think you've got it made,It’s a fine line.

Down on your luck,Beggin' for a meal,Nobody helping' ya,They don't see the appeal.
Wayfaring drifter,Won't you sing me the blues,go on paint me a picture,Yeah tell me the news.
Home is where the heart is,Your bed wherever you lay,Spread a little sunshine,Come what may.
No one to trust,Oh so cold and alone,Always a boom or a bust,Now all your chances are blown.
Holding' out hope,That you will redeem,Manifest a thousand ways of,Livin' the dream.
Driving big fast cars,Heavy on the wheel,Blast off and out of here,Ah how good would that feel.
Ain't no mistaken',What I came here to say,Ain't no vows that i'm breakin',Yeah come what may.
Home is where the heart is,Yeah that's what they say,You must be a fighter,Come what may.Home is where the heart is,Your bed wherever you lay,Spread a little sunshine,
Oh come what may.

DOGS ARE IN THE CITY
Dogs are in the city
And it's not for having fun
Mom and dad didn't give them treats
So they're here to figure out
Cats are drinking whisky
And the night is coming down
Dogs are in the city
And they're not here for a run
The masters didn't give them treats
So they're here to figure out
Cats are slack and sleepy
And the night is coming down
Cats are drinking whisky
And the night is coming down