when night takes over in the afternoon one thing keeps me staring at the moon it smiles and tells me that i will be home soon i ll be home soon it calls for dreamers as it calls for time but those real dreamers do not sleep at night they burn as they yearn to be home soon i will be home soon you will see me coming down your road and you ll greet me i ll be home soon when night falls down and slowly makes a womb i close my pedals and i start to bloom i burn as i yearn i will be home soon you will see me coming down your road and you ll greet me when you see me goin coming down your road i m coming home i m coming home  