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I am always on my way back homeI am always on my way back homeShe said to me gentleSaid to me needYou are made of honeyI am made of wheatAnd though you're the finest sugar caneI'm easy your soulI am always on my way back homeI have seen all the world and made it mineI have asked you if you would wait a little timeI owe it to your patienceI owe it to your needsYour a pretty a flowerI'm a dying breedAnd though your the brightest thing this summerI'm still barely grownI am always on my way back homeI'm in the right directionI heard I'm pretty closeYour the midday sunshineBy nature more moroseLetras de cancionesAnd all the while your set in stoneI shall forever roamAlways on my way back homeI am always, always, always on my way back homeI am always on my way back home. From Letras Mania