Front Porch Skies

This motel room ain't held a dream all night

Just headlights sliding over faded blinds

I see my mother at the kitchen sink

My father laughing with the local game on low That porch light

burning like it used to know Exactly where I'd be when evening

hit

And every mile I put behind me

Pulls that old road tighter in my chest

I keep turning small town pictures Like a prayer I haven't answered

yet

I miss home like a back door screen Like the gravel singing

under old blue jeans Like my name on the mailbox,

hand-painted slow Like the last light falling on a two-lane road I

miss home in the hurt and hush

In the empty hour when the night gets rough

I'd give this whole town I'm standing in

Just to see that front porch light again

I pass strangers on these crowded streets But nobody here knows the

boy in me

The old room with the pennants on the wall

The window frame where summer cut through trees The quiet turn of

tires

on Maple Street And how the church bell used to catch us

all

And every day I tell my heart now

Just hold on till I can make that drive

But some nights the memory opens Like that county line still reads

my mind

I miss home like a back door screen Like the gravel singing

under old blue jeans

Like my name on the mailbox,

hand-painted slow

Like the last light falling on a two-lane road I miss home

in the hurt and hush

In the empty hour when the night gets rough

I'd give this whole town I'm standing in

Just to see that front porch light again

Maybe leaving showed me what matters How love can live in ordinary

things In old floorboards,

worn-out pictures And the way my hometown still sings through me

I miss home like a back door screen Like the gravel singing

under old blue jeans Like my name on the mailbox,

hand-painted slow

Like the last light falling on a two-lane road I miss home

in the hurt and hush In the empty hour when the night

gets rough

I'd give this whole town I'm standing in Just to see that

front porch light again

Yeah, I'd trade this whole wide world I'm in Just to see

that front porch light again

Home again, home

again

Hold that light for me