Homecoming

The pouring rain, the intersection

I'm baffled by the colors of this town

Call your friends

and have 'em find out

That I am home

I am home

That I am home

I am home

Whatever happend to that Spanish place?

The 2 for's and the cheap plastic crates

Remember all the nights we couldn't find

our way home

our way home

Now I'm home

I'm home

I am home

I am home

I fell in love with the perfect storm

I didn't wanna be alone anymore

But she spat me out in May

I took a job in a beat up bar

And fooled around with the daugthers of

An alumnus from Del Mar

I tried to write just to keep me sane

But the book with coffee stains

Never grew beyond a page

So when the fire finally broke

It was just another way to choke

And find my way back home

I am home

I am home

I am home

I am home