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 

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, my baby's going home 
My baby's going home 
Tomorrow