by Walter Egan
Going home many years since I've been gone
On my way dreamed a scene of yesterday
Days when we lived at home
Memories once these streets belonged to me
I was young and just begun
Back to the old neighborhood
Filled with the ghosts of the past
Good just to stand where I'd stood
Home at last
Home again to my long lost long time friend
In the hal;l voices call
When did it all slip away
How has it all gone so fast
Now there is only today
Home at last
Goin home many years have come and gone
Time has flown and no one's home
Goin' home