A Letter from Home

Albert Hammond It Never Rains in Southern California Half A Million Miles From Home Sitting by a lonely Kansas road A car goes rushing by At the rate of one an hour Want a lift into the nearest town And judging by the sky We're heading for a shower I'm a half a million miles from home Hey there, man, don't step upon the gas There's room enough inside And I'm very tired of walking I don't wanna do you any harm I just wanna get a ride And I'm very good at talking I'm a half a million miles from home Now the telegraph begins to hum There's a message on the wire An electric conversation "Well, ain't that life", I'm saying to myself "There's an awful lot of words But there's no communication." I'm a half a million miles from home I'm a half a million miles from home I'm a half a million miles from home...