A plain morning
Its yet to be determined
But the air is thick
And my hope is feeling worn
Im missing home
And Im glad youre not a part of this
Theres parts of me that will be missed
And the phone is always dead to me
So I cant tell you the temperature is dropping
And it feels like
Its colder than it oughta be in March
And Ive still got a day or two ahead of me
Till Ill be heading home into your arms again
And the people here are asking after you
It doesnt make it easier
It doesnt make it easier to be away
Id like to hire a plane
And see you in the morning
When the day is fresh Im coming home again
Coming home again
Coming home again
When the day is fresh Im coming home again
Its warmer where youre waiting
It feels more like July
Theres pillows in their cases
And one of those is mine
She wrote the words I love you
And sprayed it with perfume
Its better than the fire is
To heat this lonely room
Its warmer where youre waiting
It feels more like July
It feels more like July
And its yet to be determined
But the air is thick
And my hope is feeling worn
Im missing home
And Im glad youre not a part of this
Theres parts of me that will be missed
And the phone is always dead to me
So I cant tell you the temperature is dropping
And it feels like
Its colder than it oughta be in March
And Ive still got a day or two ahead of me
Till Ill be heading home into your arms again
And the people here are asking after you
It doesnt make it easier
It doesnt make it easier to be away
Id like to hire a plane
And see you in the morning
When the day is fresh Im coming home again
Im coming home again
Im coming home again
When the day is fresh Im coming home again