Home
Karla Bonoff
Traveling at night, the headlights were bright
And we’d been up many an hour
And all through my brain, came the refrain
Of home and it’s warming fire
CHORUS:
And Home, sings me of sweet things
My life there has it’s own wings
(G#bass)
To fly over the mountains
Though I'm standing still.
VERSE 2
The people I've seen; they come in between
The cities of tiring life
The trains come and go, but inside you know
The struggle will soon be a fight
CHORUS ……
And Home, sings me of sweet things
My life there has it’s own wings
(G#bass)
To fly over the mountains
(or )
Though I'm standing still … Oooo Oooo Oooo
VERSE 3
Traveling at night, the headlights were bright.
But soon the sun came through the trees
Around the next bend, the flowers will send
The sweet scent of home in the breeze
CHORUS ……
And Home, sings me of sweet things
My life there has it’s own wings
(G#bass)
To fly over the mountains
Though I'm standing still … Oooo Ooo La la, la laaaa