I'm sitting in a railway station, got a ticket for my destination.
On atour of one night stands, my suitcase and guitar in hand,
And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.

Homeward bound, I wish I was homeward bound
Home..where my thoghts're escaping,
Home..where my music's playing,
Home..where my love lies waiting silentely for me.

Every day's an endless stream of cigaretts and magazines
And each town looks the same to me, the movie and the factories,
And every stranger's faces I see remineds that I long to be homeward bound.
Mm, I wish I was homeward bound

Homeward bound, I wish I was homeward bound
Home..where my thoghts're escaping,
Home..where my music's playing,
Home..where my love lies waiting silentely for me.

Tonight I'll sing my songs again, and I'll play the game and pretend,
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..where my thoghts're escaping,
Home..where my music's playing,
Home..where my love lies waiting silentely for me.