Homeward Bound

In the quiet misty morning
 When the moon has gone to bed
 When the sparrows stop their singing
 And the sky is clear and red
 When the summer's ceased its gleaming
 When the corn is past its prime
 When adventure's lost its meaning
 I'll be homeward bound in time
 Bind me not to the pasture
 Chain me not to the plow
 Set me free to find my calling
 And I'll return to you somehow
 If you find it's me you're missing
 If you're hoping I'll return
 To your thoughts I'll soon be list'ning
 In the road I'll stop and turn
 Then the wind will set me racing
 As my journey nears its end
 And the path I'll be retracing
 As I'm homeward bound again
 Bind me not to the pasture
 Chain me not to the plow
 Set me free to find my calling
 And I'll return to you somehow
 Bind me not to the pasture
 Chain me not to the plow
 Set me free to find my calling
 And I'll return to you somehow
 In the quiet misty morning
 When the moon has gone to bed
 When the sparrows stop their singing
 And the sky is clear and red
 When the summer's ceased its gleaming
 When the corn is past its prime
 When adventure's lost its meaning
 I'll be homeward bound in time