It's yet to be determined
But the air is thick
And my hope is feeling worn
I'm missin' home
I'm glad you're not a part of this
There's parts of me that will be missed
And the phone is always dead to me
So I can't tell you the temperature is dropping
And it feels like
It's colder than it ought to be in March
And I still got a day or two ahead of me
Till I'll be headin' home
Into your arms again
And the people here are askin' after you
It doesn't make it easier
It doesn't make it easier to be away
I'd like to hire a plane
I'd see you in the mornin'
When the day is fresh
I'm comin' home again
Comin' home again
Comin' home again
When the day is fresh
I'm coming home again
But it's warmer where you're waitin'
It feels more like July
There's pillows in their cases
And one of those is mine
And you wrote the words I love you
And sprayed it with perfume
It's better than the fire is
To heat this lonely room
It's warmer where you're waitin'
It feels more like July
It feels more like July
And it's yet to be determined
But the air is thick
And my hope is feeling worn
I'm missin' home
And I'm glad you're not a part of this
There's parts of me that will be missed
And the phone is always dead to me
So I can't tell you the temperature is dropping
And it feels like
It's colder than it ought to be in March
And I still got a day or two ahead of me
Till I'll be heading home
Into your arms again
And the people here are asking after you
It doesn't make it easier
It doesn't make it easier to be away
I'd like to hire a plane
I'd see you in the mornin'
When the day is fresh
I'm comin' home again
I'm coming home again
I'm coming home again
When the day is fresh
I'm coming home again