Going Home

New England road of kind faces
The man from the store's now rollerblading
And the girl next door who's always faded
Is laughing on the phone

Wondering if I'm going home or just passing through

In the fall, scarves keep my secrets
And my judgments too
As kind faces turn colder
So does mine for you

Wondering if I'm going home or just passing through

California
And the scarf comes off
Replaced by Mama's perfume and nostalgia
And love
Wondering if I'm going home or just passing through

And every now and then I think of laughing by your side
And every now and then I think of all I tried to hide
Today I sit and play and cry
But at least I recognize myself
Even through your eyes
So I'm coming home

Crackling fire, heavy fog
Oh, I love it when the radio's soft
As I wake up, just me and my dog
I wonder, oh I wonder about you

Wondering if I'm going home or just passing through
Wondering if I'm going home or just passing through
Wondering if I'm going home or just passing through



Credits
Writer(s): Abby Walker
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