Take me home

(Alan Evans)

A man's journey home from prison with his family

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A thousand days sat in that cell
you know it´s been a living hell
we´ll never recover those lost years
wasted life and hidden fears

now it's over the day has arrived
don't know how we both survived
I see you driving down this road
my brain has gone to overload

It's such a joy to be free
so glad that you're here for me
talk to the kids on the phone
c'mon baby take me home

take me home; take me home
no more letters no more phone
no more nights spent all alone
take me home; take me home

for both, it's been a long hard road
you've carried such a heavy load
wasting life just killing time
I'm so glad that you're mine

the lovely words in what you wrote
for my pain, you were the antidote
took away the worries and the fear
knowing that you're always here

take me home; take me home
no more letters no more phone
no more nights spent all alone
take me home; take me home

I'm sorry for the hurt I brought
actions quicker than my thoughts
wish that I could turn back time
show you just how much you're mine

take me home; take me home
no more letters no more phone
no more nights spent all alone
take me home; take me home
© Alan Evans 2018