Mad Caddies

I heard you call my name
but now it's not the same
when i hear your voice half way across the country
locked up in the van
you'll never understand
this hole inside me
I have got responsibilities you have got them too
I'm trying but what am I supposed to do
every time i drift off in your blue eyes thinking
about the angels voice on the phone
I get that sinking feeling I'm never going home
sometimes I let myself get so down I can barely hold my head up to say
I'm alive and well and I'm coming home someday
I'm on the outside looking in at what you said to me
your words soft spoken in dream
another night I saw your face you smiled at me
just an illusion it may seem...