Hometime

Gone is the last stain of ink from the sky
Somebodys talking and wont tell you why
So you ask them to stay when you want them to fly
And you try not to think of tomorrows goodbye
Hometime hometime
Oh how I long to see a friend of mine
Somewhere hes still waiting
Somewhere his hearts saying
She will be coming for me
Shell be coming for me
Hometime hometime
Ill know his name and hell remember mine
Let him be just for me
Let him be poetry
Wait for me patiently
Wait for me
Hometime hometime
Oh how I long to see a friend of mine
Somewhere hes still waiting
Watching the door for his 'she'
To be calling…its me
And this morning is free