I’m missing home already
as I wipe my table
as I arrange the books
as I sit on my chair

I’m missing home already
as I wipe my guitar
as I look at the photo frames
as I step on the tiles

I’m missing home already
as I throw the unused papers away
as I lean against the wall of my room
as I gaze at the moon

I’m missing home already
as I turn off the lights
as I lie on my bed
as I stare at the ceiling

I’m missing home already
as my head rests on my pillow
as I close my eyes
as I listen to the silence of the night