Coming Home

Travelling across the plains
I'm so bored and nothing changes here
Why can't i see beyond the yellow haze?

Desolation loneliness
Isolation nothingness
We drive and drive
I'm getting worse at this
My mind plays awful tricks
It makes my stomach do the flips

But you - you loved it so
Why cant i see beyond the yellow?
Yeah we're coming home
Yeah we're on our way back
We're packing up our bags and we'll be there soon
Yeah we're on our way!

We drive and drive
I'm getting worse at this
My mind plays little tricks on me
It makes my stomach flip
Pushing on to home
But the k's keep on clocking
But still it's yellow. brown and grey
I can't see the end
But you - you loved it so
Why cant i see beyond the yellow?