| Standing here I put my foot inside the county line |
| Shaking at the doorstep of the life I left behind |
| I recall the love you gave me |
| Is it strong enough to save me |
| Pictures of your face and eyes are flashing through my mind |
| L.A. breakdown and take me in |
| I’m so lost on my own |
| L.A. breakdown and take me in |
| It’s my last chance |
| I’m coming home |
| One more ride and one more road and one more jug of wine |
| Crippled by my failures and the ache along my spine |
| Back to old forgotten places |
| Half-remembered names and faces |
| Putting all my faith and trust within that welcome sign |
| L.A. breakdown and take me in |
| I’m so lost on my own |
| L.A. breakdown and take me in |
| It’s my last chance |
| I’m coming home |
| Gentle lady with some help |
| Gentle I’ll become |
| Maybe things will loosen up before the day is done |
| Don’t be hard and unforgiving |
| Too enough for me just living |
| Getting tired of being just a loser on the run |
| L.A. breakdown and take me in |
| I’m so lost on my own |
| L.A. breakdown and take me in |
| It’s my last chance |
| I’m coming home |