Sittin′ in a railway station with my suitcase in my hand
Goin' back where I came from, I′ve had more than I can stand
For watching them destroy my dreams
They picked my brain 'til it was clean
When I was up, they knocked me down
I ain't gonna hang around
I′m goin′ home
I'm goin′ home, goin' home
Tell someone to meet me, I′m comin' home
Came to this old town seeking fortune and some fame
Never got the chance to prove myself
Though I tried to play their game
But usin′ people just ain't my thing
And I won't dangle from any string
To please some fool I don′t care about
They turned me inside out
I′m goin' home
I′m goin' home, goin′ home
Tell someone to meet me, I'm comin′ home
Tell someone to meet me, I'm comin' home
I′m goin′ home, goin' home
Tell someone to meet me, I′m comin' home
I′m goin' home, goin′ home
Tell someone to meet me, I'm comin' home
I′m goin′ home
Writer(s): Linda Creed, Thomas Randolph Bell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
