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