Dirt

Little hands in the ground Muddy feet that leave a trail in the house Working hands that just came home A worried voice that tells me to leave my shoes at the door Home is where the dirt trails in Home is where the dirt leads me back to you Messy life, but a life made new Mess worthwhile if it's with you From the dirt we came and to the dirt we'll return Home is where the dirt trails in Home is where the dirt leads me back to you When life keeps rolling down And your shoes they start to brown And your time ain't slowing down We're losing faith and losing focus We're growing weary, growing hopeless We're going far too fast to notice We're covered in dirt Home is where the dirt trails in Home is where all my dirt leads me back to you