Coming home
Language: English
There is many a step goes lighter, coming home; There is many an eye grows brighter, coming home. All the way seems to remind you Of sweet memories that bind you To dear distant days behind you, coming home! You forget your load of sorrow, coming home; It will wait until the morrow, coming home. You can see the kind smiles beaming And the tender eyes a-gleaming: Oh! the longing and the dreaming, coming home.
Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Charles Willeby (1865 - 1955), "Coming home", published 1914. [voice and piano] [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2011-06-24
Line count: 10
Word count: 75