Song Description

tired of traveling, wnts to be at home

Lyrics

Coffee perkin, bacon frying, as the morning grows/
from where I am lying, with my eyes closed/
I can hear her down the hallway, hummin her song/
i can feel my heart a beatin, comin on so strong/

Chorus:It's A GLIMPSE OF HOME as i roam, it's A GLIMPSE OF HOME

Curtains of lace, bright in the daylight, blowing in/
guitar case where i left it last night, fits right in/
I can see her fine things, hangin off the chair/
I can feel her sweet vibrations, everywhere/

CHORUS;

our blues are layin, where they fell off on the floor/
my boots are awaitin right by the door/

CHORUS;.............and I don't want to leave this GLIMPSE OF HOME