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Anne Wilson - No Place Like Home (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anne Wilson
Anne Wilson
Vocals
Jeff Pardo
Jeff Pardo
Hammond Organ
Nathan Dugger
Nathan Dugger
Acoustic Guitar
Court Clement
Court Clement
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anne Wilson
Anne Wilson
Songwriter
Jeff Pardo
Jeff Pardo
Songwriter
Matthew West
Matthew West
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Pardo
Jeff Pardo
Producer
Sean Moffitt
Sean Moffitt
Mixing Engineer
Jesse Brock
Jesse Brock
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Warren David
Warren David
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Couldn't wait for Friday, 3 p.m. You picked me up, we were gone again Truck tires on a dirt road Kentucky hills out the window Didn't stop till we got to Wilson Farm We were kings and queens, the world was ours Running wild through the wheat fields Thinking this is how free feels Laughing as we go There's no place like home Up to high point mountain we would climb You'd tell me your dreams, I'd tell you mine Wonder if you ever knew How much I was looking up to you You played me all your favorite songs Why you let your little sister tag along I'll never know but I'm glad you did I wish we were still those kids Laughing as we go home There's no place like home The trouble with time is it won't slow down How I wish it would The trouble with earth is I can't bring you back God, I wish I could But I look up at the stars When I'm missing you the most And this aching in my heart is what reminds me There's no place like home I still take the same old Friday drive Pretend you're right there by my side And climb high point mountain without you But it ain't the same without you Preacher talks about a better place Where all our tears will be wiped away A healing for this brokenness No more longing for the ones we miss But you already know There's no place like home Trouble with time is it won't slow down How I wish it would The trouble with earth is I can't bring you back God, I wish I could But I look up at the stars When I'm missing you the most And this aching in my heart is what reminds me There's no place like home Oh, there's no place like home I stopped by to talk to you today And touch the stone where you were laid Right next to grandpa's barn But I know that's not where you are It fills my heart with hope There's no place like home Oh, there's no place like home There's no place like home
Writer(s): Jeff Pardo, Matthew Joseph West, Anne Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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