I know there's music playin', I can hear it in my head.
I can see you lyin' on your bed.
I can see Mom in the kitchen, the smell of coffee in the air,
Wishin' that her little girl was there.

But I'm too far gone,
Tryin' to make it on my own.
I guess I could turn around an' come back home,
But I'm too far gone.

You never tried to stop me from following my dream,
Though it took me half way round the world, it seems.
There's all this talk an' promises for better days to come,
An' it sounds so good, it keeps me hangin' on.

But I'm too far gone,
Tryin' to make it on my own.
I guess I could turn around an' come back home,
But I'm too far gone.

Sometimes, at night, my heart cries out for you.
And I wonder if you hear me when I do.

But I'm too far gone,
Tryin' to make it on my own.
I guess I could turn around an' come back home,
But I'm too far gone.
Yes, I'm too far gone.