
Take me home
I've been away
I felt wind whip across the valley
I've seen fire burn a west coast sky
But it's the little things, humidity and Spanish moss in the trees
I'm thinking 'bout where I was raised tonight
Take me home
I've been away
But that train only goes as far as Austin
And I can't afford a ticket on a plane
Maybe I'm reaching for something that ain't coming
Yeah, you can say my hope is blind
But all you need to fix a dream is six strings and cheap gasoline
It's hard to see the truth when it's disguised
Take me home
I've been away
I've got my thumb in the air bound for 'Bama
Or I might stop to play for tips in New Orleans
One, two, three, four
I can hear thunder rolling, it's like a whisper
I can smell rain coming in the dawn
And I think, who am I? What is this? And what are things I truly miss
'Cause when I'm home I'll know I'll be long gone
Take me home
I've been away
Take me home
I've been away
Yeah, take me home
I've been away
Take me home
I've been away