Born on the edge of a lonely town-searching for something no one had   Smart enough to say good-bye to this lonely town   But not smart enough to never look back      Night falls early on these lonely streets-and time rolls by like a midnight train   Innocence in abundance on these lonely streets-but I feel guilty just the same      Now the words that I have written are ringing in my head   Oh,and I think I believe them   A million miles from yesterday and a million more to go   Still I search each day   Trying to find my way home      Dreams die young in a lonely heart-and the past seems to follow close behind   There's an age old remedy for a lonely heart   But there's no peace in this soul of mine      Now the words that I have written are ringing in my head   Oh,and I think I believe them   A million miles from yesterday and a million more to go   Still I search each day   Trying to find my way home      Still trying to find my way home