Airport travel, weather’s fine
even though it’s snowing
take a seat, rest my head
runway lights are showing
Dream a dream, then I see
I know where I’m going
Home
Going home
Home Sweet Home
Sick and tired of hotel rooms
I can’t stand my suitcase
Everybody looks the same
worn out broken faces
I feel like I’m out of place
Although the sun is golden.
Home
Going Home
Home Sweet Home
Bridge:
I know I’ve seen that man before
back and forth to distant shores
daylight starts and night begins
I don’t know what state I’m in.
I hear a voice in my head
must be getting closer
I guess this birds about to land
I left the back gate open.
Home
Home sweet home
Home Sweet Home