Almost Home
Almost home, birds come by
But I still can't see the shore
The only thing I know for sure
The ocean has in store
Every night, open eyed
I wait for the sun
The world's too wide to bring me round
But I'm not sorry
Now the day is growing dark
The waves come break on the foam
I prayed for you and there you are beside me
And I see tonight, I'm almost home
Autor(es): DANIEL R. MESSE
