Guilbeau-Parsons Sitting inside looking out at the rain Thinking the world and I have gone insane Wondering if I'll ever be here again Picking and singing for nobody Wishing I was home sweet home again If I could ride that cloud That just flew by my window And drift with the wind out over the sea And fall with the rain into the arms of my darling Soothing all this misery Driving the devil from me But the rain won't stop And there's no way to heaven No telling how long it will be And the people that hear me Can't know what I'm feeling What the wind and the rain telling me The wind and rains telling me Hear I am on the road It's been a year more in traveling Waking up to sounds of these cities and their sins Can't sleep from the pain of the slow dying people Picking and singing for nobody Wishing I was home again sweet home again