This Isn't How I Wanted to Come Home

If the heavens tried they ain't got much to show Skies are gray, feels like it's gonna snow There's no use to fight it Bring the blizzards, bring the cold Someone bring a loving hand to hold This isn't how I wanted to come home In the years that passed I heard the prairie song The fields and canyons called me all along Promising that I'd be back if only for a while Still daunted by the never-ending miles This isn't how I wanted to come home Now we stand beneath the pale and feeble sun Waiting for the preacher to be done The restless wind is louder than every other sound As one more soul returns back to the ground I thought I'd bring my exile to an end When the sunflowers bloomed again With rivers cool and calmer, the flax all pretty blue Watching summer thunderstorms with you This isn't how I wanted to come home Now we stand beneath the pale and feeble sun Waiting for the preacher to be done The restless wind is louder than every other sound As one more soul returns back to the ground I thought I'd bring my exile to an end When the sunflowers bloomed again With rivers cool and calmer, and the flax all pretty blue Watching summer thunderstorms with you This isn't how I wanted to come home This isn't how I wanted to come home