Sitting in a standstill traffic,
By the George Washington Parkway,
Watching the Washington monument,
Watching the lone flight in the sky,
Hits me with a pang to be home,
Take me home,
To watch my mother’s morning worship,
To watch my father walking around,
To listen to them fussing over silly matters,
To breathe the same air and see what you see,
To eat the same meal,
To be together,
Just to be with you and you,
Home is where you are,
Oh, how much I miss home,
Take me home.