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It's been a week or so Since I left my home To make my way away The rubber hit the road But still 'twas pretty cold When I saw what took my breath away (Spoken) I could hardly believe my eyes In the middle of the dark black night A pillar of light stood in front of me "Aliens!" - the first thought came... "Oh, really?" - a doubt sprang up in my heart "If it's supernatural it can be demons" - reasoned I, "But it better be God!" Then I heard the voice I'd known for many years He said: "Turn around and shift to the highest gear (Or whatever you got there, babe) Step on it hard And get back where you used to belong They are waiting for you! There is no place like home!" Chorus: THERE Is a road THAT Leads ahead You will never know what is on the other end Until you get THERE Is a road THAT Leads ahead You will never know what is on the other end Until you get THERE! So I stood there amazed All around me I gazed -- I was stuck in the middle of nowhere And there was nobody there. The lightning doesn't stike twice It hits you right between the eyes. So I turned around To find out What did I leave behind??? There was nothing to see But something was drawing me To where I used to belong. Suddenly I realized That the voice from heaven was right I was longing for home, sweet home. Chorus: THERE Is a road THAT Leads ahead You will never know what is on the other end Until you get THERE Is a road THAT Leads ahead You will never know what is on the other end Until you get THERE Is always a road THAT Leads ahead You will never know what is on the other end Yet on the other hand There is no place like home!
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