Sound Of Home

Pride Of Lions


Children playing in the upstairs room
TV screaming out the news at noon
Laundry blowing in the western breeze
Wind rushing through the autumn leaves

Your sweet voice saying come to bed
Is like a whisper dancing in my head
Soon the feeling of the fantasy
Becomes a bittersweet symphony

Where I can hear the music playing
And I can feel the sunlight of your smile
Baby could you hold your heartbeat
Closer to the phone
So I can hear the sound of home

I keep you with me everywhere I turn
Every minute, every mile I yearn
Must be something that is driving me
I guess the fire's still alive in me

But in the silence of this lonely room
By the cold light of the rising moon
I start to wonder if it all makes sense
I miss those days of innocence

Where I can hear the music playing
And I can feel the sunlight of your smile
Baby could you hold your heartbeat
Closer to the phone
So I can hear the sound of home

Close my eyes just drifting
Feel my mood start lifting
Think of you and float away

Give me strenght to make it
For one more night I'll take it
Get me to the light of day

'Cause I can hear the music playing
And I can feel the sunlight of your smile
Baby could you hold your heartbeat
Closer to the phone
So I can hear the sound of home

Compositor: Jim Peterik

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