Lyrics

Keep your arms open wide love 'Cause I'm coming home I don't know where I am but I don't care 'Cause I know where I'm going I'm going where the voices In my head tell me to I'd walk a thousand crooked miles To try to get back to you Chorus : Well I'm weary to the bone As I wake here alone With a pain that won't let me be And there's a stranger in the mirror Staring back at me ( Oh Lord, could it be, is that me ? ) These hands are shaking in the shadows Of the old morning sun That's dripping through the window pane Lord, this feeling is second to none Repeat Chorus I can almost see your smile And I can almost hear your voice Rising high up above The flat land of Illinois Repeat Chorus