I‘m sittin‘ in the railway station 
Got a ticket for my destination, mmm 
On a tour of one night stands 
My suitcase and guitar in hand 
And every 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 

Every day‘s an endless stream 
Of cigarettes and magazines 
And each town looks the same to me 
The movies and the factories 
And every 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 

1966г.