Pillow From Home

Late night

All alone

Just sitting in my hotel room wishing I was back at home

A long flight

Halfway around the globe

This life at 30,000 feet, well, it's starting to take it's toll

I got my pillow from home

Here on the 33rd floor

And I loaded all your photographs into my mobile phone

But they only made me miss you more

I got my beat up guitar

And my pocket Moleskine

I packed my echinacea drops and all my speaker tapes

'Cause I'm out here on the road again

I'm out here on the road again

Ohhh, oh-oh-oh

A strange light

Warms my soul

When I travel to a distant place to play a little rock and roll

But someday

Just you and me

We'll be gazing at a setting sun in a little garden by the sea

Ohhh, oh-oh-oh

I got my pillow from home

Here on the 33rd floor

And I loaded all your photographs into my mobile phone

But they only made me miss you more

I got my beat up guitar

And my pocket Moleskine

I packed my echinacea drops and all my speaker tapes

'Cause I'm out here on the road again

I'm out here on the road again

Ohhh, oh-oh-oh