"Home" lyrics

"Home"

Saw you at the river, skipping stones again
I said, "I need to skip town or I'm as good as dead"
So we took off that evening so many years ago
I know that look upon your face too well
It's crying, "How'd I get so far away from home?"
Which way does this river flow?

So we hit every town as we kept on south
You run the boys, I run my big old mouth
But as the bars are closing, we'll get in trouble again
I know that look upon your face too well
It's crying, "How'd I get so far away from home?"
Which way does this river flow?

If the place in your dreams is true
Don't question what you need to do
Go home

You flipped the tables while I shook the can
And we were keeping on and we were singing, man
They say nothing lasts just like a skipping stone
I know that look upon your face too well
It's crying, "How'd I get so far away from home?"
Which way does this river flow?
Carry me home, carry me home

If the place in your dreams is true
Don't question what you need to do
Go home
If the place in your dreams is true
Go home
Go home


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