Tryin' to Get Home


© Richard Goldman, 2005



The rain is comin' down now
It's gettin' kind o' dark
I'm sittin' in this airplane, babe
Wish it was an ark


Tryin' to get home to you, darlin'
Do anything I have to do
To see you and the boy again
Of course, that's if you want me to


I like the prairie music
But don't care for the space
It's too damn flat, the winds whip up
and I'm thinkin' of your face


Tryin' to get home to you, darlin'
Do anything I have to do
To see you and the boy again
Of course, that's if you want me to


And all this phone call tension - it's much too much to bear
I'm countin' down the seconds now until I'm in the air
And yeah, this travelling life of mine has brought you tears, I know
I'm asking for just one more chance before you let me go


'Cause you & he are the world to me
Tho' you might not think that's true
And I love you just as much or more
as when our love was new


Tryin' to get home to you, darlin'
Do anything I have to do
To see you and the boy again
Of course, that's if you want me to
To see you and our son again
And Lord, I'm hopin' that you do