Front porch light would be turned on
And I was always gone too long
Curfew was at 10 p.m.
And I'd sneak in trying not to wake him
When I got home

Daddy always said "Son, you're half a bubble off a plumb
Head-strong and stubborn", and maybe I was
Yeah, I couldn't wait to leave
Last place I in the world I wanted to be was
Home

Now I'm flying down that old dirt road
But it seems these wheels are spinning slow
I'd never left that way if I'd have only known
But he's gone, so here I am
Home

I sat in my car and cried
Wished to God he was still alive
Inside, mama wiped my tears
She said, he would have been so happy that you're here at home
Then I thought about my life
And about my kids and about my wife
And about how time just flies no matter what you do
And every soccer game I have missed
The times I fight when I could forgive
And how I can't let it come to this
When I get home

Now I'm flying down that old dirt road
But it seems these wheels are spinning slow
And it's taken me a while but now I finally know
Everything that matters most is at
Home

Writer : BRYANT
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