Going Home

Its the little things I miss so much,
Your smile would give me pride.
There's nothing stronger than a mother's touch,
When you're lying broken inside.
A year ago I missed you,
And I didn't know why.
I knew you'd have to go someday,
But I wasn't ready to say goodbye.

Someday I'll let go,
And I'll be free of me that day,
I'll lay down one last time,
And let you carry me away.

I'm coming home soon,
Back home to where I've never been.
I'll see you one day soon,
Soon we'll be together again.