Coming Home

In the fall leaves turn brown Nature sings its song takes its course Now I know I'll be traveling on Winter's coming the air is getting cold Birds are flying down the highway in the sky This place is changing so am I I've got to leave it all behind Then someday I'll be back to claim what's mine And don't worry Someday I'll be coming home Yes and don't worry now Someday I'll be coming home I don't know where I want to go but there's One thing I know I've got to be on my own So watch me as I go ramblin on down the road Singing songs of tales untold Mystery men and the days of old I'm going where my dreams can be Where life is not reality Where visions clad in colors true Can take me where I'm going to an