Texty: Barenaked Ladies. Barenaked Ladies Are Me. Home.

Side of the road, I stop and
Pick up the pieces of your car
You were just standing speechless
Knowing you'd never travel far

That's what you do when someone's given up on you
That's when I knew I was giving up, giving in
That's when I knew where I was
That's when I knew that I was home

Stuck in the middle of the road
For better or worse we compromise
You may have won my hand dear
But it was the consolation prize

That's what you do when time is running out on you
That's when I knew that I was running out and running down
That's when I knew where I was
That's when I knew that I was home

Where does the heart reside
If not where I lay my head?
I could run but I'm petrified
And choose this instead
Again and again

End of the road I'm running
And look back to survey where I've been
Someday I'll write and ask you
If you can imagine all I've seen

How did you think that I could turn my back on you?
How did you think this would be turning out and turning round?
What could I do but call you?
What could I do but call this home?
That's when I knew where I was
That's when I knew that I was home