In the morning when the sun comes up after chasing the night with you (making my way somehow) I get a feeling (making my way somehow) charting lonely nights I heed a warning that my time is done and I have to be moving on (making my way somehow) I keep you with me (making my way somehow) charting lonely nights navigating all the way my heart was hewn someday I'll get my bearings from the waning crescent moon but I've composed a map that shows no home In the morning when the sun comes up after chasing the night with you (making my way somehow) I get a feeling (making my way somehow) charting lonely nights I sense something's been born, then died Oh my God it's the same old feeling O my God it's the same old feeling home is where you hang your head in shame