My first day of recess They all laughed at me When I fell off the swing set And scraped up my knee
The nurse called my Momma To say I'd be late, And when she gave me the phone I could hear Momma say "I'm so sorry, son. Oh I think you're so brave"
And she was smiling when she said:
When you come home, No matter how far, Run through the door And into my arms It's where you are loved, It's where you belong And I will be here When you come home
I waved good-bye through the window As I boarded the plane My first job in Houston Was waiting for me
I found a letter from Momma Tucked in my coat And as I flew down the runway I smiled when she wrote: I'll miss you, son, You'll be so far away
And I'll be waiting for the day
When you come home No matter how far, Run through the door And into my arms It's where you are loved, It's where you belong, And I will be here When you come home
I don't think She can hear you now, The doctor told me Your mother is fading, It's best that you leave
So I whispered, I love you And then turned away. But I stopped at the door When I heard Momma say, I love you, son, But they're calling me away
And promise me before I go
When you come home, No matter how far, Run through the door And into my arms; It's where you are loved, It's where you belong, And I will be here When you come home, When you come home.
Compositor: Mark Mitchell Schultz (Mark Schultz) ECAD: Obra #22269931