Going Home

This morning I work up with the feeling
That I'd been away too long
All this blacktop running underneath my wheels
Makes me feel too gone
Well I could use a lot of sleep
And a little bit of time on my own
And then the sight of you
Just waiting for me with open arms

Going home
Going home

Now it's the middle of November
And the lilies bloom by the Gage springs
Yeah, I can see us flying down the Craig store road
Like we've got wings
Turn the radio off, baby, all I want to do is hear you sing
Yeah, I can close my eyes and perfectly imagine everything

Going home, going home
Going home, going home

All the time that I been taking
All the things I've never found
Suddenly were waiting for me
The minute that I slowed it down

All the time that I been taking
All the things I've never found
Suddenly were waiting for me
The minute that I turned around

Tonight I'm gonna wish you
All the things that love can bring
And then I'll climb right up
And watch the sun go down on top of Reilly's hill
I feel the beautiful breeze
Just a-slipping in under the windowsill
And smell the perfume of the night
From those lilies of those fields

Going home, going home
Going home, going home
Going home, going home
Going home, going home