"Home To You" lyrics

Dustin Lynch & MC4D Lyrics

"Home To You"

There's nothing like the smell of a summertime storm
When it blows through an old live oak tree
You wouldn't believe what a sunset in Key West
Could do for you mind's inner peace
I've heard about all of the good Lord's creations
The mountains and oceans so blue
Don't need to see the seven wonders of this world
'Cause I know they won't stand up to

Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you

It's good coffee and spinning barefoot in the kitchen
Just livin' and lovin' this life
A porch swing with red wine, a backyard with fireflies
Girl, I swear there ain't nothing like
Coming home to you
Coming home to you

I pull out the driveway, roll up to a stop sign
And sit here and stare at the road
Reflect on this dream life, my dream girl, this dream job
And sometimes still don't wanna go
'Cause whenever I get there, I'm punching the hours
Counting down the minutes until
I point this truck back home, high tailing, smiling
'Cause nothing compares to how it feels

Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you
Coming home to you

It's good coffee and spinning barefoot in the kitchen
Just livin' and lovin' this life
A porch swing with red wine, a backyard with fireflies
Girl, I swear there ain't nothing like
Coming home to you
Coming home to you


Writer(s): Dustin Lynch, Trent Tomlinson, Matthew Drake, Richard Brandon Davis, Christopher Michael Drake
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