If I Don't Get Home

If I don’t get home
If I don’t get home real soon
I’m scared of what I may not find
If I don’t get home
If I don’t get home real soon
I’m scared of what I may not find
I’m not complaining about a life on the road
'Cause it sure has been good to me
But if I didn’t have you
Oh, what would I do
Where, oh where would I be?
If I don’t get home
If I don’t get home real soon
I’m scared of what I may not find
If I don’t get home
If I don’t get home real soon
I’m scared of what I may not find
When I’m at home I think of the road
When I’m travelling all I think about is you
In my hotel room
In the dark before the dawn
I fear the change you may be going through
And if I don’t get home
If I don’t get home real soon
I’m scared of what I may not find
If I don’t get home
If I don’t get home real soon
I’m scared of what I may not find