"At the End of the Day" as written by Alain Albert Boublil, Jean Marc Natel, Claude Michel Schonberg and Herbert Kretzmer....
Many times I've been out in the cold lonely world,
with my heart full of sorrow and pain.
Then I sing an old familiar song of the place I belong,
and my mind starts to think of home again.

So many miles and so many roads,
so many people who don't even know my name.
So many times I've looked to western skies,
and nowhere I go is quite the same
as that sweet home waiting for me,
at the end of the day.

Now my feet grow tired and the wind grows wild
and the road never seems to end.
My mind races on, but the sunlight she is gone,
thoughts of home start to fill my head.

So many miles and so many roads,
so many people who don't even know my name.
So many times I've looked to western skies,
and nowhere I go is quite the same
as that sweet home waiting for me,
at the end of the day.

And it's too much confusion and too many lies,
too many times my heart has been broken right in two.
I've shed too many tears thinking about those times;
cried too many rivers over you...

Now the light up ahead it means that I am near,
I can smell the woodsmoke in the air.
And when I go back out again and I long to return,
my old home, I know she'll be there.

So many miles and so many roads,
so many people who don't even know my name.
So many times I've looked to western skies,
and nowhere I go is quite the same
as that sweet home waiting for me,
at the end of the day.


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