Homeward Bound

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I'm sittin' in the railway station,
Got a ticket for my destination, mm, mm.
On a tour of one-night stands,
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound, I wish I was
Homeward bound;
Home, where my thought's escaping,
Home, where my music's playing,
Home, where my love lies waiting silently for me.

Every day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines, mm, mm,
And each town looks the same to me,
The movies and the factories,
And every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward bound, I wish I was
Homeward bound;
Home, where my thought's escaping,
Home, where my music's playing,
Home, where my love lies waiting silently for me.

Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
I'll play the game and pretend, mm, mm.
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity,
Like emptiness in harmony,
I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound, I wish I was
Homeward bound;
Home, where my thought's escaping,
Home, where my music's playing,
Home, where my love lies waiting silently for me.


Autor(es): Paul Simon

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