The Ride Home

 



The ride home is the hardest part / I canít recall where Iíve been 

The last have an hour is a blur to me now / I still smell you on my skin 

The ride home is tough sometimes / Ďcause Iíd like to stay. 

It takes more than will / to make time stand still 

Real life gets in the way

 

(Chorus)

And if I play follow the leader / will I be safe and be saved?

And if I play the role of the deceiver / will I go straight to my grave? 

It seems Iím a soul thatís been saved / itís the little deaths that make you behave 

 

The ride homeís done best in the dark / where you can hide your secrets away 

Lest someone could catch you dreaming  / dream away 

No one can stop you from dreaming

 

 

The ride home is finite / Ďcause all good things come to an end 

The question is how / is it here / is it now

would it do any good to pretend? 


Chorus

 The ride home is the hard is part / I canít recall where Iíve been 

The question is how / is it here is it now 

Letís start all over again

 

 

Greg Alexander


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