I need to be home.

When I sit down and end my day

And restless thoughts trickle away

When I allow myself to feel

I fall apart again

When the mind gathers silence

And I sink, along with the setting sun

When I so desperately seek home

I lose my grip again

When the rush of the daily slows down

And I'm finding the time that I need

When my body and will disagree

I feel helpless again

When you're there and I'm across oceans

And we talk when the hours allow

When I'm fighting the passing of time

I feel alone again

There are no words to describe all the feelings

That run through when the barriers break

There is no distraction, no pacifier

I need to come home at the end of each day.