The Right Stuff
Bus station in the evening
Bags around my knees
Phone's ringing at the end of the line
And I'm finding it hard to breathe
I left home with a dream
The future at my feet
If they could only see me standing
Stranded in the pouring street
They'd know I'm leaving now
I couldn't even it out
I had a dream in this town
But I'm leaving now
Broke dishes in the kitchen
I couldn't cut it door-to-door
Spent so much of my time alone
I couldn't think straight anymore
My heart is so heavy
I feel it beating in the dark
I've been keeping it together
Ever since we've been apart
But you know I'm leaving now
I couldn't even it out
I had a dream in this town
But I'm leaving now
Up late waiting on a night bus
I've been awake so long, since dawn
They'll say I didn't have the right stuff
I did my best, all that's left
Is to say so long
Standing still as a statue
Hope hanging on a word
The ringing ends, the line goes dead
And I don't know a soul in the world
But I know I'm leaving now
Couldn't even it out
I believed in this town
But I'm leaving now
I paid all my rent
All my money's gone
I saved every cent
I called my dad and mom
Send my bus fare home
Dinner in a sack
Don't care where it goes
I'm not going back
Stamp my ticket on the night bus
I've been away too long, so long
You can say I didn't have the right stuff
I did my best, now all that's left
Is to say so long
Autor(es): The Americans