Home

Some people got nothing, no place of their own There's no place, like home, like home, like home I musta got lucky, found my way back here somehow Some pretty hard word, we're having right here It's like we're in it from year, to year, to year And nobodys leaving here, were will we go It's hard to keep lovin, it hurts me sometimes But we'll be better off, down the line Comes full circle, a bus that brings you back A long time ago, but I still can recall A song that we heard, was the clarion call A voice of an angel, calling you home Weather was changing, red sky to blue We stood there watching it, what could we do Nothing else matters, and it don't matter now End of the line, yeah this must be the place I could tell by the lines and the look on your face Walked in the doorway, and felt just like home And felt just like home And felt just like home