•6:35 PM
Oneday, you may suffer from homesick (hay! but, not from your mother's home), this song will become one of your favourite song. ( but, you know, I'm still livin' with my parents.)
Back Home Again
By : John Denver
There's a storm across the valley, clouds are rolling in
The afternoon is heavy on our shoulders.
There's a truck out on the four lane, a mile or more away
The whinin' of his wheels just makes it colder.
He's an hour away from ridin' on your prayers up in the sky
Ten days on the road are barely gone.
There's a fire softly burning, supper's on the stove
but it's the light in your eyes that makes him warm.
Hay it's good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
Yeah, 'n, hey it's good to be back home again.
After all the news to tell him: how's you spend your time?
And what's the latest things the neighbors say.
and your mother called last friday: "sunshine" made her cry
and you felt the baby move just yesterday.
Oh, the times that I can lay this tired old body down
and feel your fingers feather soft up-on me
The kisses that I live for, the love that lights my way
and the happiness that living with you brings to me.
It's the sweetest thing I know of, just spending time with you
It's the little things that make a house a home.
Like the fire softly burning and supper's on the stove,
And the light in your eyes that make me warm.
