I'm going way home to when the simple things mattered to me
I'm going way home to when there's love in the family
I'm going way home to when the simple things mattered to me
I'm going waaaaaay.
I'm going home
To every level, there's a new devil yes I was told
As I grow old, I go loose friends o
Yes I was told
That the top is really really lonely
Yes I was told
And people would love me for my money
Yes I was told
That the fame might snatch my soul
Yes I was told
All these little bitter truth
Yes I know
That these things can turn me slave to money
Oh! Yes I know
All these little bitter truth
I'm going way home to when the simple things mattered to me
I'm going way home to when there's love in the family
I'm going way home to when the simple things mattered to me
I'm going waaaaaay.
I'm going home.
