Bitter hearts from bitter ends Crooked limps from crooked mends The sun stopped shining I'm going home Easy come, easy go The more I learn, the less I know My ears stopped ringing I'm going home The hole I've worn inside my shoe Is where my soul is slipping through The sidewalk ended I'm going home When I left I had a choice Lose my mind or lose my voice The voice stopped singing I'm going home I met love, Love met me And we agreed to disagree The rain stopped falling I'm going home I've walked through deserts, I've sailed on seas What the snow wont burn, The sun will freeze I'm all through walking I'm going home.