Home

Home,
Going home,
Some day soon,
Down that crooked road.
Picture it now,
Know somehow,
Down and around the corner to a good old home.
Grassy yard,
Drooping trees,
Toys and shoes to the back I go.
Swear it now,
Swear it so,
None to soon and I’ll be coming home.

Warm,
Safe and warm,
Same old place.
Feeling safe like I got nothing to do.
Stretch my legs,
Unpack my bag.
Sand pours into the cracks on the wooden floor.
Sweet, sweet face;
Be here now;
The one I take everywhere I go.
Say it now,
Say it so.
When I see you I’ll know I’m home

May the rain shower soft on your green grass
May the sun keep you warm in the day
And the wind ever lead down a new path
And I’ll see you when I get home
There’ll be good times when I get home.

Turn,
Seasons turn,
Sun and moon.
That’s just what we learn.
One plus one,
Two plus two.
Soon you’re running out into the world.
Cutting a path,
Leaving a trail,
Doing the math that’s right for you.
Don’t look back,
Some day soon
There’ll be someone coming up after you.

Home, Home, Home, Home

Home,
Heading home,
Day may come,
Down that crooked road.
Leaving tracks,
Following clues
Left here who can say how long ago.
Thinking of you,
Headed for home
Underneath your heavy load.
After all you come to know,
May you find happiness when you get home.

May the rain shower soft on your green grass
May the sun keep you warm in the day
And the wind ever lead down a new path
And I’ll see you when I get home
There’ll be good times when I get home.

When the angels sing alleluia
And the road disappears in the clay
And I’ll see you my friend when I get there
Alleluia I’m coming home
There’ll be good times when we get home

Words and Music by Joe Matzzie
© 2017 U.S. Records / There’s Been A Publishing, ASCAP