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