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She saw the ragged edge of nowhere from a fast moving train Watched the scenery fly by with a fever in her brain Seemed like a good time at the time,rolling down the track Now the only thing she wants is a one-way ticket back She's a homeward looking angel and she's feeling mighty tired Her party dress is tattered but her vision is inspired (She went gunning for glory but her bullets all misfired) And that girl looking back in the mirror,Lord,made such a mess of things She's leaving in the morning soon as she can find her wings Soon as she can find her wings She's so hungry at heart for a piece of Mama's pie Served up on Grandma's china after church on Sunday night Papa's probably turning out the light and heading up the stairs And the wayward child he never talks about still turns up in his prayers She's a homeward looking angel and she's feeling mighty tired Her party dress is tattered but her vision is inspired (She went gunning for glory but her bullets all misfired) And that girl looking back in the mirror,Lord,made such a mess of things She's leaving in the morning soon as she can find her wings Soon as she can find her wings There's the road ahead and the road behind All roads lead to home this time Letras de canciones She's a homeward looking angel and she's feeling mighty tired Her party dress is tattered but her vision is inspired (She went gunning for glory but her bullets all misfired) And that girl looking back in the mirror,Lord,made such a mess of things She's leaving in the morning soon as she can find her wings Soon as she can find her wings From Letras Mania