I was lost in the citynWhen I chanced on a mannWho said he was JesusnAnd he held out his handnI tossed him a quarternSaid, I'm your biggest fan.nDo you know the way back home?nnAnd the planet sits waitingnFor this man to appearnwho will solve all our problemsnAnd make everything clearn'Cause we are all prisonersnOf apathy and fearnAnd we've lost the way back homennBut there is no one comingnWith great things to saynThere's no simple solutionsnThere's no last judgment daynthere's only the tryingnTo find a better waynTo look for the way back homenTo look for the way back homennI'm walking on pavementnWhere old illusions fallnI'm struck by a sadnessnLonely here inside these wallsnnAnd the man who was JesusnLit his last cigarettenAnd he spoke in a whispernWith a voice of regretnYou've all heard the answer.nBut you're not listening yet.nLove is the way back home.