I am the keeper of a very old flame.

It's long been ignored, but it's not been completely in vain.

And all that I was, I gave that to you.

And if it's not enough, oh, there's nothing more I can do.



I guard the well to a century of tears.

I let them fall after hours and all through the years.

And all that I am as I stand here today,

Seems more than enough, there's nothing more I will say.



You're the last stop before home,

An' I always go home.

You're the last stop and everything I know,

That I always go home.



Instrumental break.



I'm not the sleeper who waits for a kiss.

But who is the God who designed me to love you like this?

An' if I break in two and fall to my knees,

An' tell you the truth, would you then believe you have been this to me.



The last stop before home,

An' I always go home.

You're the last stop and everything I know,

That I always go home.



You're the last stop before home,

An' I always go home alone.


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