By Paul Simon
From "Saturday Night Live", first aired 20 November 1976 in the US

I'M SITTIN' IN THE RAILWAY STATION,
GOT A TICKET FOR MY DESTINATION, MM-MM.
ON A TOUR OF ONE NIGHT STANDS,
MY SUITCASE AND GUITAR IN HAND
AND EV'RY STOP IS NEATLY PLANNED
FOR A POET AND A ONE MAN BAND.

HOMEWARD BOUND, I WISH I WAS,
HOMEWARD BOUND.
HOME WERE MY THOUGHT'S ESCAPING,
HOME WHERE MY MUSIC'S PLAYING,
HOME WHERE MY LOVE LIES WAITING SILENTY FOR ME.

EV'RY DAY'S AN ENDLESS STREAM
OF CIGARETTES AND MAGAZINES, UH-HMM-HMM.
AND EACH TOWN LOOKS THE SAME TO ME,
THE MOVIES AND THE FACTORIES
AND EV'RY STRANGER'S FACE I SEE
REMINDS ME THAT I LONG TO BE,

HOMEWARD BOUND, I WISH I WAS,
HOMEWARD BOUND.
HOME WERE MY THOUGHT'S ESCAPING,
HOME WHERE MY MUSIC'S PLAYING,
HOME WHERE MY LOVE LIES WAITING SILENTY FOR ME.

TONIGHT I'LL SING MY SONGS AGAIN,
AND I'LL PLAY THE GAME AND PRETEND, MM-MM.
BUT ALL MY WORDS COME BACK TO ME
IN SHADES OF MEDIOCRITY
LIKE EMPTINESS IN HARMONY
I NEED SOMEONE TO COMFORT ME.

HOMEWARD BOUND, I WISH I WAS,
HOMEWARD BOUND.
HOME WERE MY THOUGHT'S ESCAPING,
HOME WHERE MY MUSIC'S PLAYING,
HOME WHERE MY LOVE LIES WAITING SILENTY FOR ME,
SILENTLY FOR ME.