Like the tree that grows so tall Leaves turn gold and then they fall They've gone down, now they've grown They're going home
Mountain streams may run and flow Clean the sands on which they go Stretching down like it had known It's going home
Sunrise early in the dawn Slips away, then it's gone Leaves the night to carry on While it's going home
Once a man he lived and died What he said death could not hide Even though it's often tried But he was going home
Now my friends it's time to go And this love will live to grow And I want you all to know I'm going homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.