Tomorrow

Pulled into the station and they're playing Waylon Jennings When you're driving through so late at night You'll see the lights are blinding Yeah, and I'll be thinking of you Home, my baby's going home My baby's going home Tomorrow, home A million miles of nothing Yeah, you're driving all alone I can smell you on the pillow of the hotel room Baby, make it and call me soon Home, my baby's going home My baby's going home Tomorrow, home Home, my baby's going home My baby's going home Tomorrow, home Home Home Home