Returning Home

I traded the soil

for a tower of glass

Chased down a shadow

that vanished too fast

Now I stand on the corner

of Elm and Third

With pocketbook heavy, and not a word

The sun hits the porch

where my grandfather sat

While I ran for the gold

and forgot where I was at All the things that I bought

couldn't buy back the dawn Or the sound of the screen door

when summer was gone

Oh, the gold was just a cage

And I'm turning back the page (ooooh)

Take me back to the simple gold of the morning light

To the front porch swing

and the quiet of the night

I don't need the crown,

I don't need the throne Just a gravel road

that can lead me home

I see my old neighbor,

he's watering the lawn He looks up and smiles like I've never

been gone

No questions of where

I have been or my name

Just a hand on my shoulder

that washes the shame

And I realize right here as the shadows grow thin

The race that I ran was a race I couldn't win So

I'm letting it go,

yeah I'm letting it fall (let it fall)

To the simple gold of the morning light!

To the front porch swing

and the quiet of the night!

I don't need the crown,

I don't need the throne!

Just a gravel road

that can lead me home!

(take me home)

Just a gravel road...

That can lead me home