Sound of Home - Pride of Lions

Children playing in the upstairs room

TV screaming out the news at noon

Laundry blowing in the western breeze

Wind rushing through the autumn leaves

Your sweet voice saying come to bed

Is like a whisper dancing in my head

Soon the feeling of the fantasy

Becomes a bittersweet symphony

Where I can hear the music playing

And I can feel the sunlight of your smile

Baby could you hold your heartbeat

Closer to the phone

So I can hear the sound of home

I keep you with me everywhere I turn

Every minute, every mile I yearn

Must be something that is driving me

I guess the fire’s still alive in me

But in the silence of this lonely room

By the cold light of the rising moon

I start to wonder if it all makes sense

I miss those days of innocence

Where I can hear the music playing

And I can feel the sunlight of your smile

Baby could you hold your heartbeat

Closer to the phone

So I can hear the sound of home

Close my eyes just drifting

Feel my mood start lifting

Think of you and float away

Give me strenght to make it

For one more night I’ll take it

Get me to the light of day

'Cause I can hear the music playing

And I can feel the sunlight of your smile

Baby could you hold your heartbeat

Closer to the phone

So I can hear the sound of home