Mark Wayne Glasmire

Lyrics to Going Home

Early November

Leaves turning colors of red

And faded brown

Autumn wind blowing from the east

Sun sinking in the west

As I headed out of town

Leaving behind memories,

Of how my life used to be

Not knowing what lies 'round the bend

Keeping my eyes on

A bright new horizon

Starting all over again

Going home

Back to the place where I'm sure I first felt your love

Going home

No matter how long you're away it still fits like a glove

I know that I've been away far too long

But I think my heart know the way

I am not sure if it's right or it's wrong

This time I think I might stay

Going home

Thirty-six years

Of doing my duty

Twenty-four hours a day

Gave all I had

Till there's no more to give

Lord knows the high price I paid

5:30 mornings and calls without warnings

Laying my life on the line

Postures and stances

And rare second chances

They say all things heal over time

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