HONEY, I'M HOME

Stan Hitchcock - 1969




I feel the chill of Northern winds
And shiver as they blow across my path
I blow into my hands and walk along the street
And count the sidewalk cracks
I've turned the corner out of Heaven
Like I've done so many times before
My frozen hands fish for the key
That fits into the lock of our front door

Honey, I'm home
Kiss me, for it's been a trying day
Tell me sweet words of love
The ones I like so much to hear you say
Tell me how you've counted 
Ev'ry single lonely minute I've been gone
Then hold me in your lovin' arms 
And wrap me in your gentle love
Honey, I'm home

I've made this trip a thousand times
And still I can't believe she's gone away
Only lock that key fits
Opens up the door to yesterday
I brush away the spider's web
And walk into a room so cold and black
And I hear an old familiar voice
As it touches walls and then comes back

Honey, I'm home
Kiss me, for it's been a trying day
Tell me sweet words of love
The ones I like so much to hear you say
Tell me how you've counted 
Ev'ry single lonely minute I've been gone
Then hold me in your lovin' arms 
And wrap me in your gentle love
Honey, I'm home

Mmmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmm
Mmmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmm........FADE


(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - April 2010)