Home Sweet Home
Shelby Lynne Moorer
Airport travel, weather's fine
Even though it's snowing
Take a seat, rest my head
Runway lights are showing
Dream a dream, then I see
I know where I'm going
Home
Going home
Home sweet home
Sick and tired of hotel rooms
I can't stand my suitcase
Everybody looks the same
Worn out broken faces
I feel like I'm out of place
Although the sun is golden
Home
Going home
Home sweet home
I know I've seen that man before
Back and forth to distant shores
Daylight starts and night begins
I don't know what state I'm in
I hear a voice in my head
Must be getting closer
I guess this bird's about to land
I left the back gate open
Home
Going home
Home sweet home