I'm sitting at the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
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

Every day is in the stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
The movies and the factories
And every strangers face I see
Remind me that I long to be
Homeward bound

Tonight I sing my songs again
I play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
Like emptiness and harmony
I need someone to comfort me

Homeward bound
I wish I was Homeward Bound
Home - with my thoughts escaping
Home - where my music's playing
Home - where my love lies waiting silently for me