I don't want to admit my fear
but it's getting the better of me
what can I do
I barely move
and the rest is history
I sit on the front porch
to rest my weary bones
I'm going home
I'm going home
how are you all doing
tell me how you've been
after all these many years
it's good to see you again
lately I have seen some things
that are better left alone
I'm going home
I'm going home
seems like my hometown
has something up it's sleeve
it's so much fun to visit
knowing that you'll leave
all these private landmarks
all these fields of green
grasshoppers jump like
they're bouncing on a trampoline
today I am going into
what might be the unknown
I'm going home
I'm going home
I know I will survive this
and soon it will be done
chances are it might be
an opportunity for fun
but still it feels like something
that you have outgrown
I'm going home
I'm going home
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