Lou

Look in the mirror there, who do you see?
Man, I don’t see anyone, not even me
There’s just a worn-out man with a stone-dead stare
Lookin' out towards the city with his snow-white hair
And I try to gaze with him, all down the line
You tell me crazy, that reflection ain’t mine
And you’d look at me funny if I said it out loud
But that man in the pack, he was one of the crowd
And I’m takin' you away
To a place you’ve never been
And it may be here, Lou
That place you’ve been seein'
Well it’s through that open window, just past the sun
Above the mysterious moon and above everyone
And we’ve crept over the hillside, far, far away
Where the sun bids farewell to the moon at the start of a new day
And now I see why you’ve brought me here, to see my yesterdays
And in the mirror, amidst the glass, and through the haze
Lies a man with a pool stick in his hand
And he’s tapping his foot as he listens to the band
And I, I wanna go back
And I wanna be there
And I need to feel that ocean breeze
All through my hair
And I wanna go home (I wanna go home)
I wanna go home (I wanna go home)
I wanna go home
Please take me home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home, come on, Lou, take me
Take me home