I am a long way from my home packed up   in a old suitcase all that was mine in order to roam not happy in that place not even on any day took few keepsakes of memory to help me roll to many years wasted there tongue silent as a mouse unable to speak or really defend myself in my father's house left mama behind she just wouldn't leave thinking about her now tears stain my face with grief  but catching this moving train was the only way my soul would ever find relief that's why i  am  a long way from my home speeding tracks are rolling away from my old past  maybe in the next city waiting sunshine will pour on my life at last i am a long way from my home to many years wasted as quiet as  mouse unable to speak or really defend myself in my father's house i am a long way from my home