Home

If I woke up one morning with my memory gone I'd pick out some clothes and I'd put 'em on And I'd walk down the street, and find a cafe And I'd order a Guinness, and I'd sit there all day Then some kids would come in and start a fuss About how great their weekend in New Orleans was Then I'd look down and smile like their tale was my own I'd be drowning in memory, and then I would know How it used to be in summer, so many years ago When we really didn't worry, or care to know Where we would be, or how old we had grown Then I'd open my eyes and I know I was Home, where my friends are Even when I'm not, I wish you were here Then it would rain, like it sometimes does And if we were bored, it wouldn't bother us We'd just get in the car and drive through the night And be lost in East Texas, but no one would mind 'Cause we'd find our way home like we always do Funny how the time flies in our youth But with darkness approaching, we will all grow close In the place we'll call Heaven but for now, we'll just call it Home, where my friends are Even when I'm not, I wish you were here I'll see you at home