Home

Football on a Friday night Walking home under street lights Looking into your lover's eyes It feels like that Laying down in your own bed Holding hands at sunset A drink with an old friend It feels like that Time's hands keep ticking round and round More wishing on the days going by, but I I wanna go home I wanna go home I wanna go home I wanna go home Sunrise walking on the beach Holding on to a memory White sand and Bama breeze Yeah, I miss that Time's hands keep ticking round and round More wishing on the days going by, but I I wanna go home I wanna go home Take me back, take me back to the dirt roads Take me back where everybody knows My name, my story, take me back to the hometown glory Take me back, take me back to the white church Where I'd go and I learned How to sing, who I could be And maybe I can wipe some dust off these dreams Take me there, take me there cause it's too fast Growing up, I wanna go back You're 16, then you blink Open your eyes and you wanna be Home I wanna go home I wanna go home I wanna go back Oh, I'm coming back home