Strange Home - Sons of an Illustrious Father

All the miles, they never seem asleep

They’re just creeping on the road in front of me

All the moments pass, just some memory

And I’m driving back to where I need to be

Alone, all alone

I’m with you, but I’m still alone

My love, oh my love

You’re just a strange home to me

And I am

I’m never going back to wherever I’ve been

This place is just a strange home

This place is just a strange home

Miles past where I need to be in

This place is just a strange home

This place is just a strange home

Little love, don’t you cry

I’m here, but I’m not sure why

I was coming back for you, coming back for you

Would you turn away your twisted towards the sky

And you fly, fly, fly, fly

But you’re coming down, keep your spirits high

Would you lie, lie, lie, lie

Lay down and make a new home with me

And I am

Never going back to wherever I’ve been

This place is just a strange home

This place is just a strange home

Miles past where I need to be in

This place is just a strange home

This place is just a strange home

Home, to not you and me

It’s just a place I thought I would always be in

But it seems that I’ve been staying here too long

So it seems to me that I’ll be moving on

La la la la

This place is just a strange home

This place is just a strange home