Homeward Bound - Petula Clark

I’m sitting in the railway station

Got a ticket to my destination

On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand

And ev’ry 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

Ev’ry day’s an endless stream

Of cigarettes and magazines

And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories

And ev’ry 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 emptiness 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