Lyrics:

I picture the rain on windows
And I think of home.
I wonder if you remember
Did you ever know?

Walshie
Walshie

Walshie
Walshie

Walshie
Walshie.


Places I dream about
I will be getting out
Then I can follow the sun.
You will be with me
I know you will give me
A hand to get everything done.

Call me number one!
Call me number one!

Will I be afraid to tell you
That I'm coming home.
I'm ready to take the highroad
I've been away too long.

Walshie