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 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 listening

And in the road, I'll stop and turn

Then the wind will set me racing

As my journey nears it's end

And the path I'll be retracing

When 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

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 and I'll return

And I'll return to you, somehow