Going Home

Going Home

Early November
Leaves turning colors of red and faded brown
Autumn wind blowing from the east
Sun sinking in the west as I headed out of town
Leaving behind memories of how my life used to be
Not knowing what lies 'round the bend
Keeping my eyes on a bright new horizon
Starting all over again

Going home
Back to the place where I'm sure that I first felt your love
Going home
No matter how long you're away it still fits like a glove
I know that I've been away far too long
But I think my heart know the way
I am not sure if it's right or it's wrong
This time I think I might stay
Going home

Thirty-six years
Of doing my duty twenty-four hours a day
Gave all I had till there's no more to give
Lord knows the high price I've paid
5:30 mornings and calls without warnings
Laying my life on the line
Postures and stances and rare second chances
They say all things heal over time

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Words and Music by Mark Wayne Glasmire, ASCAP 2010
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