Linda Ronstadt
Home
[Verse 1]
Traveling at night, the headlights were bright
And we've been up many an hour
And all through my brain came the refrain
Of home and its warming fire

[Chorus]
And home sings me of sweet things
My life there has its own wings
To fly over the mountain
Though I'm standing still

[Verse 2]
The people I've seen they come in between
The cities of tiring life
The trains come and go but inside you know
The struggle will soon be a fight

[Chorus]
And home sings me of sweet things
My life there has its own wings
To fly over the mountain
Though I'm standing still

[Verse 3]
Traveling at night, the headlights were bright
But soon the sun came through the trees
Around the next bend the flowers will send
The sweet scent of home in the breeze
[Chorus]
And home sings me of sweet things
My life there has its own wings
To fly over the mountain
Though I'm standing still
La la la la la
La la la la la
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