| They're relaxed dust in our eyes | |
| Or in the blur of enraged city lights | |
| My heart's a world of old woes | |
| Some I recall and some that I don't | |
| Only way out's the way back in | |
| I remain on highways and small stages | |
| That'll be the dream for me | |
| See my friends on jet planes and big stages | |
| And I wave and they'll wave back | |
| It's all I ask, it's all I ask | |
| I wake up ten years older | |
| Same war, the same fallen soldiers | |
| Where we've been is still where we had it | |
| Same place with a different name | |
| And the way out's the way back in | |
| I remain on highways and small stages | |
| And that'll be the dream for me | |
| See my friends on jet planes and big stages | |
| And I'll wave, and they'll wave back | |
| It's all I ask, it's all I ask | |
| The only way out's the way back in. |