I SIGNED MY NAME ON THE DOTTED LINE,
NOT RELIZING WHAT I`LL LEAVE BEHINE,
NOY KNOWING THE OTHER PROBLEMS THAT I HAD,
WOULD CHATCH ME AN MAKE ME SAD,
I MISS MY HOME,
I`M SO ALONE,
NOW I REMEMBER ALL THE GOOD TIMES,
AND ALL THE LADIES I CALLED THAT WERE DIMES,
NOW I`M TRIPPING OVER NOTHING BUT A TEAR,
AS I SEE BOYS QUIT, LEAVE AN GO SO FAR AND NEAR,
AND OTHERS SIT AN WAITE TO BE SHIPPED,
OTHERS ACTING AS IF THEY ARE SO HIPPED,
BUT EVERYONE AFAIRED AND FEAR,
WHAT IS TO COME OR WHAT THEY HEAR,
SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY,
I CHOOSE TO LEAVE WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE,
I MISS MY HOME,
I`M SO ALONE,
EVERY NIGHTI GO TO SLEEP,
I PRAY TO THE LORDMY SOUL TO KEEP,
I AWAKE TO ANOTHER DAY,
I RUN, JUMP, GRAWL, WALK, EAT AND PLAY,
SOMETIMES ITS HARD TO MAKE IT THREW,
BUT WE STICK TOGHTER LIKE A CREW,
FINISH OUR JOBS AND FOREVER RULE,
I MISS MY HOME,
I`M SO ALONE.