Well I got on a bus
Took it down to T.O.
In a terrible rush
To get somewhere I don't know
Then I got on a plane
Wound up on Crete
Where I bumped into my old friend Wayne
From just down the street
Oh my love
Where on earth are you going
Somewhere between the cradle, your arms
And my tombstone
I'm looking for a strange place called home
Precocious child
High on some LSD
Looking for someone wild
Sending a chill over me
Out on the 401
Doug claimed he could drive
Till all twelve lanes merge into one
Kaleidoscope in our eyes
Oh my love
Where on earth are you going
Somewhere between the cradle, your arms
And my tombstone
I'm looking for a strange place called home
Did you lock all the doors
I thought I heard something
Just the same old stranger
Trying to break in
Oh my love
Where on earth are you going
Somewhere between the cradle, your arms
And my tombstone
I'm looking for a strange place called home
Writer(s): Martin Gallop
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