Halfway Home

I've got a quarter in my pocket of an apple left to eat:

It's a wonder that I'm standing on my own two feet

In the shadow of a thousand veiled Victorian goodbyes

Jewels of litter come to greet me, and it stings my eyes

Oh it burns like a fire and it pulls me through-

We are parted by desire for the strange and new

I've got a quarter in my pocket, I'm advancing to the booth

I am picking up and praying that I talk to you

Oh cause now, I'm halfway home, I'm at the corner of our street

Would you like to come and meet me?

Now that I am halfway home

Man, I never felt so lonely-

I long for you to hold me now I'm home

Somedays, there was comfort as a stranger far from home

Sometimes, a hunger and a longing not to be alone

Imagining emotion in each man that I would meet-

But it was physics, and subtraction, to an ancient beat

Oh, it burned like a fire and I wore it so...

We are tied up in desire and we won't let go

Well, I've no quarter in my pocket, i've no apple left to eat;

I am running, I am running and I can't feel my feet

Oh and now, I'm halfway home, I'm at the corner of our street

Would you like to come and meet me?

Now that I'm halfway home

Man, I never felt so lonely-

I long for you to hold me now I'm home

Home is where I wanna be

Now I'm home, home is where I'm gonna be

Past the church and past the steeple

Past the sad and lonely people

Past the old school on the avenue

I am running, I am running...

And now, I'm halfway home, I'm at the corner of our street

Would you like to come and meet me

Now that I'm halfway home

Man, I never felt so lonely-

I long for you to hold me now I'm home