I just want to go back home

I want to come back home...
I want to go back home...
I want to stay at home
where the leaves grow
in trees by the ocean side
and where the raindrops
fall from the sky.
near the country I sat
where the gloom that freeze us
lay down among my feet
and comes up by me face
with the same gentle embrace
that you used to give.
I just think, laying down there,
if some tender night wish
could take care the anguish
that fights in my head
and give me a bare naked idea
why the line as gone dead...
dead on time