Lyrics of 'Been Too Long On The Road' by Bread

Always look so good on the outside
When you get to believin' it's true, then you know
That you're on your way

People tug on your shirt, say you're lucky
You've got ev'rything you want, but you don't
Yet you dare not say

Go downtown people runnin' around
They climb slowly draggin' you
Downtown, horns make a dent in your mind
Plush rooms make a blindin' your eyes to see,
Blindin' me

Light, lovely light,
Won't ya' shine in my window
Love, precious love
Won't ya' fill ev'ry room,
Been too long on the road

Maybe cynics veins are my life blood
Maybe bitin' the hand that I feed so I'll try
Try to understand
what it is that devours your freedom,
Makes you drop what you used to hold in your hand
All the things you planned

Go upstairs with a someone who says she cares,
Like the devil she does,
What comes ever into your mind?
Then gone, leavin' you with the coldest room,
Oldest gloom

Warm, won't you be,
Please be there in my winter
Love, precious love
Won't ya' come full circle,
Been too long on the road

How can I do this to myself?
Have I taken leave of my senses?
What kind of changes make a man?
Want to tear down all his fences?
Whoa, I'd like to know

Home, ever home,
How could I ever doubt you?
Love, precious love,
How could I live without you?
Been too long on the road