Going, going home.

Take a deep breath and relax.

One step out the door and there's no looking back.

Feel the last pangs of regret,

'Cause I'm not immune as another falls through but

I'm going, going home.

Catch the first cab that I see.

Think about friends that are waiting for me.

Load all my bags in the back.

It feels like forever since I've been together but

I'm going, going home.

Everything's changing...

My ticket in hand at the gate.

A glance at the clock says there's not long to wait.

I gather what's left of my pride.

There'll be no looking down as this plane leaves the ground now

I'm going, going home.

To find what I've needed...

I can hardly believe that I haven't been back for awhile.

It's been years since I've had a reason to smile.

With hope like that town through the glass -

All I need are her lights to set everything right 'cause

I'm going, going home

I'd come apart if I never returned to the lake where the snow falls and autumn leaves turn, and the field where I played without want, without need, and I learned about values and shaped my beliefs.  To where I held the world in the palm of my hand and nothing could make me feel scared, and I'm standing ten feet off the ground with my head in the clouds and my whole life before me to make my parents proud and I'm...

home.

Words and Music by Resonance

©2007