The Way Back Home

I was lost in the city

When I chanced on a man

Who said he was Jesus

And he held out his hand

I tossed him a quarter

Said, "I'm your biggest fan."

"Do you know the way back home?"



And the planet sits waiting

For this man to appear

who will solve all our problems

And make everything clear

'Cause we are all prisoners

Of apathy and fear

And we've lost the way back home



But there is no one coming

With great things to say

There's no simple solutions

There's no last judgment day

there's only the trying

To find a better way

To look for the way back home

To look for the way back home



I'm walking on pavement

Where old illusions fall

I'm struck by a sadness

Lonely here inside these walls



And the man who was Jesus

Lit his last cigarette

And he spoke in a whisper

With a voice of regret

"You've all heard the answer.

But you're not listening yet.

Love is the way back home."