Lyrics On My Way

If you saw me on the street, would you look away from me?
If my heart was on display, would you turn the other way?

If I was hungry for some truth
Would you feed me or would you throw me some change
For a coffee or vermouth - see the hole here in my boot — you think it strange, don't you?
Because being with you was like being a toy that you left and forgot in the rain
I waited for you, but you never came through
So, I'm on my way back home

When I see you losing breath, will I lift that anvil of guilt off of your chest?
If it was really up to me would I be unfettered and free?
Yes, I confess
Would I sacrifice my life for some pie high in the sky ideals?
Do I listen to my head if my heart is telling me to turn my heels?

Because being with you was like being alone with a photograph and a telephone
I waited for you but you never came through so I’m on my way back home