[Verse 1] They’re calling out the final boarding Someone’s laughing down the hall I keep checking through the pictures Like I haven’t seen them all There’s a coffee going cold beside me There’s a suitcase at my feet And a city getting smaller Somewhere underneath I know the road that waits to take me From the airport to my door Every exit, every traffic light I’ve driven it before Funny how a place can know you Without knowing you at all I’ll turn the key, put down my bags And listen to the quiet fall [Chorus] I’m going home, I’m going home That’s what you say when the leaving’s done Like home is something waiting there Like somewhere you belong But I’m watching all the good days Disappear behind the glass And there’s nothing wrong with where I’m going There’s just nothing there I miss [Verse 2] By tomorrow I’ll be back inside it All the ordinary things Laundry turning in the washer Phone alarms and grocery lists I’ll tell everyone I had a good time They’ll say, “Bet you’re glad you’re back” And I’ll smile because it’s easier Than explaining what I lack There are people who come home to people Porch lights burning, arms held wide Someone asking how the journey was Before they’re even inside I have rooms exactly as I left them Every object in its place Nothing changed while I was gone Nothing noticed my absence [Chorus] I’m going home, I’m going home That’s what you say when the leaving’s done Like home is something waiting there Like somewhere you belong And I know I should be thankful For the life that I still have But there’s nothing wrong with where I’m going There’s just nothing pulling me back [Bridge] Maybe that’s the cruel part of leaving— Not the distance, not goodbye It’s remembering how it felt to wake up And be glad to be alive To have tomorrow hold a shape I hadn’t already seen To want the hours still ahead of me Instead of sleeping in between And maybe I’ll find that again someday Some reason to hurry home A name I’m glad to see light up A life that feels my own But tonight the wheels touch pavement And everybody starts to rise While I sit there for a moment Like I could stay if I don’t try [Final Chorus] I’m going home, I’m going home The cabin lights are coming on People reaching for their luggage Calling someone they’ve been gone from I’ll collect my things and follow I know exactly where to go There’s nothing wrong with where I’m going It’s just somewhere that I know [Outro] Tomorrow I’ll unpack the suitcase Put the little things away And watch the life I left behind me Become pictures of some days Then I’ll sleep beneath familiar sheets With nowhere else to be Home again, safe and sound— And wishing something waited there for me.
