Paul Brandt
This Time Around
Home
Front proch light would be turned on
And i was always gone to long
Kerfew was at ten pm
And id sneek in trying not to wake him
When i got home
Daddy always said
Son your half a bubble off of one
Head stong and stubborn
And maybe i was
I couldnt wait to leave
Last place in the world i wanted to be
Was home
Now im flying down that older road
But it seems these wheels are spinning slow
I would have never left that way if i had only know that hes gone
So here i am .. Home
I sat in my car and cried
I wish to god he was still alive
Inside momma wipped my tears
She said he would have been so happy that your here... at home
Then i thought about my life,
About my kids, and about my wife
And about how time just flys no matter what you do
And every soccer game iv missed
The times i fight, when i could forgive
And how i just cant let it come to this
When i get HOME!!
Now im flying down that older road
But it seems these wheels are spinning slow
And its taking me a while but i finaly know
Everything that matters most
Is at home..
Everthing that metters most is at
Home