I´ve spent too long away from home
Did all the things I could have done
Gone are the days of endless thrills
I know I´m not the only one

So long, I´m goin´, goin´ home…

I saw the streets all ripe with jewels
Balconies and the laundry lines
They tried to make me welcome there
But their streets did not feel like mine

So long, I´m goin´, goin´ home…

I want the sun to hit my face
Through oak trees in the open lot
Forget about the things you want
Be thankful for what all you got

So long, I´m goin´, goin´ home…