Home

Front porch light would be turned on And I was always gone too long Curfew was at 10 p.m. And I'd sneak in trying not to wake him When I got home Daddy always said, "Son, you're half a bubble off a plumb Head strong and stubborn", and maybe I was Yeah, I couldn't wait to leave Last place I in the world I wanted to be was Home Now I'm flying down that old dirt road But it seems these wheels are spinning slow I'd never left that way if I'd have only known But he's gone, so here I am Home I sat in my car and cried Wished to God he was still alive Inside, mama wiped my tears She said, he would have been So happy that you're here at home Then I thought about my life And about my kids and about my wife And about how time just flies no matter what you do And every soccer game I have missed The times I fight when I could forgive And how I can't let it come to this When I get home Now I'm flying down that old dirt road But it seems these wheels are spinning slow And it's taken me a while but now I finally know Everything that matters most is at Home --- Home - Paul Brandt