I was 25, when I found my love and I felt alive Nothing ever could be so fine, I was going home 3 years of my life, I finally got my family right Nothing ever could be so fine, I was going home I was 32, forgot about love til I thought about you and nothingness seemed what to do, I was headed home When I met a friend of mine I hadn't seen in quite some time, We made talk til half-past nine, I am going home I'm not going back, I'm not gonna unpack my mistakes anymore Is it a mistake if it leave you better off than before? I'm decorating my walls With pictures of the things I wanted most of all Maybe this time, I'll get it right I was 54, I packed my bags walked out the door, Didn't tell her just what for, I am going home Not my finest time, At least I did it without lying, I know she'll be just fine, I am going home I'm not going back, I'm not gonna unpack my mistakes anymore Is it a mistake if it leave you better off than before? I'm decorating my walls With pictures of the things I wanted most of all Maybe this time, I'll get it right I was 25, When I found my love and I felt alive And nothing else has been so fine, I am going home Another year of my life, Still trying to get my family right and Nothing ever could be so fine, as I am going home