Oh it's cold and lonely here
In this telephone booth
There's three sides to every story, baby
There's yours and there's mine and the cold, hard truth

I think there's somethin' missin' 'round here
I don't know where it's gone
But it's a long way back home

The heat don't work
The toaster don't work
The car don't work
I guess I know why

This house don't work
And this dream don't work no more
Lover neither do you and I

I fall asleep with colors flyin'
Over sand and foam
But it's a long way back home
(Sha-la-la-la-la-la-doo-don-day
Sha-la-la-la)

I know your heart is breaking
Maybe my heart's breaking, too
But it's a long way back home
(Sha-la-la-la-la-la-doo-don-day
Sha-la-la-la)
But it's a long way back home
(Sha-la-la-la-la-la-doo-don-day
Sha-la-la-la)
But it's a long way back home
(Sha-la-la-la-la-la-doo-don-day
Sha-la-la-la)