I'm Going Home

Last night I walked the shore and the breeze from off the water
Renewed a bond as close as a mother and a daughter
I found myself believing if I turned ‘round the way I came
I’d find the road to get back home again

I’m going home, I’m going home
I don’t know which direction I have gone
I only know my heart will lead me on
I’m going home

I never meant to roam, I never chose to wander
One day I just walked down the road and kept on going farther
But late some nights my dreams would find me on that gravel lane
A mile or so from being home again

I’m going home, I’m going home
I don’t know which direction I have gone
I only know my heart will lead me on
I’m going home

This hard world etches lines on the faces of our lives
And leaves us with sweet memories that burn hot as any fire

I see Amy chasing fireflies as they flitter all about her
And the pitcher of ice water that sits on the kitchen counter
And the house set like a jewel in the terraced fields of grain
Yes I’ll find the road to get back home again

I’m going home, I’m going home
I don’t know which direction I have gone
I only know my heart will lead me on
I’m going home

I’m going home, I’m going home
Lord knows I have been gone for far too long
And I’m praying that old Thomas Wolfe was wrong
I’m going home
(I’m going home)