Going Home
I'm going homei'm going homei'm going home
I'm smiling i'm flying i'm going homeno sad face no suitcase i'm going homeand i'm thinking backto the girl i left is she waiting for mewhen i left my heart wasn't in my handsis she waiting home for me
When i get homewhen i get homewhen i get home
I know my friends will be thereand they will welcome mei'll wash away these memoriesfrom these dirty streets
When i get homewhen i get homewhen i get homewhen i get home
I'm dreaming i'm scheming i'm going homei'm racing time's wasting i'm going homeand i see my home and i see my dreami see everyone theregoing right back down to when i was freeand i hadn't a care
I'm going homei'm going homei'm going home
And in my baby's eyesi see joy and prideuncover all those liesthat i left behind
When i get home
And i see my home and i see my dreami see everyone theregoing right back down to when i was freeand i hadn't a carewhen i get home