Ronan Keating
Winter Songs

Homeward Bound

I'm sittin' in the railway station

Got a ticket for my destination

On a tour 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 thought's escaping

Home, where my music's playing

Home, where my love lies waiting

Silently for me

Everyday's an endless stream

Of cigarettes and magazines

And each town looks the same to me

The movies and the factories

And every stranger's face I see

Reminds me that I long to be

Homeward bound

I wish I was

Homeward bound

Home, where my thought's escaping

Home, where my music's playing

Home, where my love lies waiting

Silently for me

Tonight I'll sing my songs again

I'll play the game and pretend

But all my words come back to me

In shades of mediocrity

Like emptyness in harmony

I need someone to comfort me

Homeward bound

I wish I was

Homeward bound

Home, where my thought's escaping

Home, where my music's playing

Home, where my love lies waiting

Silently for me

Silently for me

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