Home

I'm a rolling stone, no place to go I packed my bags and hit the gravel road Ain't got no plan, got room to grow So I'm as free as the wind blows Wild things always get somewhere so I'll follow the where they tread Through fields of gold there are stories told of what may lay ahead An uneasy destination it likes to change it's face But I know it better than anyone and i know its worth the chase Home where my tyres won't touch the ground And I ain't religious but i feel like I've been found And I'll keep staying sober 'cause does devils lettuce count I got my mind made up and I'm heading to where I'm found, where I'm found This road is bumpy, aint for the weak I travel west, hoping for easy street Feel a pulling toward the flames, Maybe that's where I'll make my name Home where my tyres won't touch the ground And I ain't religious but i feel like I've been found And I'll keep staying sober 'cause does devils lettuce count I got my mind made up and I'm heading to where I'm found, where I'm found