Lyrics

I need me two full days to have one clear thought Wishin' for something medicinal, or even storebought I finally hang on to one idea And then the kids come in with their squabblin' Till I'm home Don't get me wrong now I love it, I'm home And this old head I'm wearin' Well its worn right through Lets a little sun in Whole lotta rain too Down from the ground to the brim The sweat has changed the color a whole half-tone I oughta just hang it up and at least I'd be home Headed off to the airport Another tour impending Nothing much new to report Just the ol' unending Get the terminal feeling and They upgrade to seat 2B for too many miles flown But to be or not to be ain't home Jetlag soundcheck All out of sync My watch cna't be correct Man I can't think I've been shoved into a future while My past is living in a whole 'nother timezone I've been gifted with a present so far from home When I'm finally done with work And I'm headed back I get stuck like some poor jerk Right in my track The storm has failed connection here in Paris, or is it Dallas, or maybe its Rome All I know is I'm nowhere Just wanna get on back there It should come as no surprise They don't even realize They're all gettin' on with their lives All my children and ex-wives It seems, here in my dreams, deep in my sleep I have no B home The green, green grass Of home The grass is always greener at home