(*S. Lynne)
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
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.
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 sweet home
Home Sweet Home

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