Days, turning from red to green   It's hard to believe that spring   Is here so soon and I've been gone so long      Keep, sending your letters on   Memories of home are still   Haunting my days and I am losing my way      High tide, changing moods   Familiar faces I know   High tide, changing light   Familiar places, I'll go      Keep playing out favorite song   'Cause sometimes I sing it so loud   I'm praying that you might hear   And sing along      Days turning from sweet to dry   Memories of home are still   Haunting my days and I'll wait for your reply      High tide, changing moods   Familiar faces I know   High tide, changing light   Familiar places, I'll go