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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 |
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