(Eb)Nine ty three mil lion miles from the sun.

Peo ple, get read y, get read y ’cause here it (Abmaj7)comes.

It’s a light, a beau ti ful light, o ver the ho ri zon, in to our eyes.

Oh, my, my, how beau ti ful.

Oh, my beau ti ful moth er, she told me, (Abmaj7)“Son, in life, you’re gon na go far.

If you do it right, you’ll love where you are.

Just (Bb)know

wher ev er you go,

you can al ways come home.”

Two (Eb)hun dred for ty thou sand miles from the moon.

We’ve come a long way to be long here to share this (Abmaj7)view of the night, a glo ri ous night.

O ver the ho ri zon is an oth er bright sky.

Oh, my, my, how beau ti ful.

Oh, my ir ref u ta ble fa ther told me, (Abmaj7)“Son, some times it may seem dark, but the (Fm)ab sence of the light is a nec es sar y part.

Just (Bb)know

you’re nev er a lone.

You can al ways come back home.”

Home.

Home.

You can al ways come back.

Ev ’ry road is a slip p’ry slope.

There is al ways a hand that you can hold (Abmaj7)on to.

Look ing deep er through the tel e scope,

you can see that your (A)home’s in side of you.

Just know

that wher ev er you go,

no, you’re nev er a lone.

You will al ways get back home.

Home.

Home.

Home.

Home.

Home.

(Eb)Nine ty three mil lion miles from the sun.

Peo ple, get read y, get read y ’cause here it (Abmaj7)comes.

It’s a light, a beau ti ful light, o ver the ho ri zon, in to our eyes.