They say home is where the heart is Mine's detained on unknown charges I would set it free and never come back So if you see it, can you draw me a map? I belong in a town called nowhere A place between A and B in the cold air Like a psychedelic ranger With no way home, you're always a stranger Like a lost son, I approach the border Sending a thought to a lonely mother I feel changed but here is the same Same old streets with the same old names Everybody longs for something somewhere I long for my heart in the middle of nowhere The psychedelic ranger No way home, always a stranger Like a psychedelic ranger With no way home The psychedelic ranger No way home, always a stranger