One man band, self-proclaimed late '70s rock god
One man band
Story behind the song
story about a life changing event
Lyrics
Let me tell you a story for a rainy night; three kids, and a desperate flight
One I'll speak to on a lonely day...one that's drifted too far away
Packed up my things, stole my Dad's car
Picked up my friends and tried to get real far
Out on horizons where the freedom burns
The chains of life, put us in reverse
All that running, to find our way back home
Sometimes the freedom makes you feel alone
Packed up my things, and sold my guitars
For the passage to adulthood's start
On our way home, paved with regret (paved with regret)
On our way home, I can never forget (never forget)
On our way home, we discovered together whatever may come (our way back home)
All grown up, where are we now?
Tom went up to Pittsburg, but he came back down
I married Bruce's sis, but we are since divorced...the last I saw of him...spoiled and coarse
Well, my friends now...I just don't fit in.
Where did the path to all this begin?
On our way home, paved with regret (paved with regret)
On our way home, I can never forget (never forget)
On our way home, we discovered together whatever may come (our way back home)
