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