Too Far From Home

You may find me

Wherever you go

From New York

City Way out to

Chicago I'm the son of a restless sailor

Blessed with

Irish bones

Sometimes

I feel like

I'm too far from home

I will sing

And I will dance for you

Every land you go

You will always see

There'll be big stout glasses

Full to the white top

There'll be stories

And there'll be me

Across the wild sea

I've travelled far

Born to move on

Born to roam

But lately

I've been feeling

Like I'm too far from home

Whatever happened

To the girl

I loved Oh

I ask forgiveness

To the one above

There was a day

I could have made it real fine

Something went wrong

I forget Too far down that line

Across the wild sea

Too far along down along that line

Across the wild sea

Born to roam

But lately

I've been feeling

Like I'm too far from home