I am coming home

It is time for me to come home to the place that I love.

Into that car I go to travel that long way home.

The roads will be long and the place that stays along the way.

Oh the roads will will twist and turn.

Home is a I place where I am not judge that is why I call it my home.

I know home will be a warm and safe place for me to rest my head on pillow that is on my bed after a long day of travel.

I love coming home to things that I know and love.

The places that I will visit will bring me back my childhood memories that are locked in my mind.

The memories will come flooding back to me once I back home I just know it.

Oh all the see people and place that I called home at one time in my life.

I wonder what has changed and I know that time has changed me in many different.

What changes will I see at home and changes in the people that I may see.

This road is getting closer to the place that I call home.

State after state that I go in and out of bring me comes to the place that I call home.

Just a few minutes I will be in the driveway of my old home.

What I feeling to have I am finally ho