It's been so long since I've made it back home And lately I've started to miss it
Back in the day I just wanted away To see all of the things i'd been missing
Time passeds by ... Changes minds ... Brings me back to the place I call home ...
* The stars in the city are never as pretty Sometimes life's such a pity
Don't know why you got till it's gone
Long gravel drive ways and white picket fences And air that smells good when you breathe it
Dad's on the mower and Mom's in the garden The smell of cut grass mixed with woodchips
Small sleppy towns ... Where the stars shine bright and the moon's always full