Life it just g-oes on
When the traveler’s g-one
And that’s the hardest part
Time has no respect
For a lonely man
With a longing heart
‘Cause once you’re where you wanted
Everything’s so fast
But I’ll be h-ome soon
I’ll be h-ome, s-oon
And if you have a-a place
Where you belong
You’re a lucky one
For time was meant t-o waste
A laugh with good old friends
Or walking hand in hand
I can’t believe I’ll be there
And this time I can say
I’ll be h-ome s-oon
I’ll be h-ome, s-oon
So chariot come, and swing l-ow
‘Cause I’m hard to s-ee
So far below
And this place tries s-o hard
To break a man
But I’ve tried to stand
But I’m drowning in its sorr-ows
I need to catch my, breath
I’ll be h-ome s-oon
I’ll be h-ome, s-oon
