On Your Way
Bombs bursting in air
Hazy from rocket's red glare
All on your own
On your way anywhere
Love, just in case you've not heard
It's been run ragged, a ghost of a word
But hope kind of stuck
And with any luck
Maybe next summer, maybe by fall
Well, if not then, I am sure you'll recall
That our gloomy December will brighten by May
You're on your way
Taking that drink to the end of the line
Sometimes you think it's a faulty design
And wonder for when
And hope until then
Maybe next summer, maybe by fall
Well, if not then, I am sure you'll recall
That our gloomy December will brighten by May
You're on your way
So maybe take him with you
Feel all the love around here
But take it from me, eventually
Maybe next summer, maybe by fall
Well, if not then, I am sure you'll recall
That our gloomy December will brighten by May
And you're on your way
Writer/s: Michael Penn
