Last night before I went to sleep
My knees dropped to the floor
I turned MY eyes up to the sky
And I prayed: "Please help me Lord
"You know I've sowed my wild oats
"And now the fun's all gone "
And then I heard these tender words
And I put them in my song:
"Infamous Angel come on home
"To someone who loves you
"And knows you needed to roam
"Grab your things a ticket's waiting
"At the bus depot:
"For: 'Infamous Angel Destination: Home' "
I heard Heaven's choir rejoicing
As the tears broke from my eyes
And all at once it lifted
The weight from my past life
I found a pen and I left a note
On the dresser drawer:
"Infamous Angel: she don't live here anymore "
"Infamous Angel come on home
"To someone who loves you
"And knows you needed to roam
"Grab your things a ticket's waiting
"At the bus depot:
"For: 'Infamous Angel Destination: Home' "
Then I hurried out the back door
As quickly as I could
I went flying down two flights of stairs
'Til on the street I stood
And there I took that final look
At my old neighbourhood
Then I ran down the street proclaiming:
"Angel: gone for good "
Infamous Angel going home
To someone who loves her
And knows she needed to roam
She grabbed her things and claimed the ticket
At the bus depot:
For: "Infamous Angel Destination: Home "
"Infamous Angel Destination: Home "
