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