Missing Home to You

[male

vocals] (

Hey

y'all)

Yeah,

the

road

is

long

tonight.

I’

m

staring

at

the

dash

while

the

white

lines

fly

Underneath

a

wide

and

a

velvet

desert

sky

I’

ve

got

a

thousand

miles

between

my

heart

and

the

door

Of

that

little

white

house

down

by

the

sycamore

Lord

have

mercy,

it’

s

a

heavy

kind

of

space

Just

trying

to

picture

every

feature

of

your

face

I’

m

counting

down

the

moments

till

I

turn

that

key

And

you’

re

standing

there

waiting,

looking

back

at

me.

I

miss

my

wife,

I

miss

my

kids

I

miss

the

way

the

light

hits

the

life

that

we

live

Everything

I

own,

yeah

it

don’

t

mean

a

thing

Without

the

love

that

you

and

the

little

ones

bring

Oh,

I’

m

coming

home,

girl,

I’

m

on

my

way

To

the

only

place

I

ever

want

to

stay

Yeah,

that’

s

right.

I

remember

Sunday

mornings

with

the

coffee

in

the

pot

Running

round

the

yard

in

that

favorite

little

spot

My

boy’

s

getting

tall,

and

the

girl’

s

got

your

eyes

I’

m

chasing

down

a

dream

under

these

lonesome

skies

But

the

money

in

my

pocket

feels

like

paper

and

dust

Compared

to

the

beauty

of

the

love

that

we

trust

Whoo!

I’

m

pushing

through

the

dark

just

to

see

the

sun

rise

Right

there

in

the

reflection

of

your

loving

eyes.

I

miss

my

wife,

I

miss

my

kids

I

miss

the

way

the

light

hits

the

life

that

we

live

Everything

I

own,

yeah

it

don’

t

mean

a

thing

Without

the

love

that

you

and

the

little

ones

bring

Oh,

I’

m

coming

home,

girl,

I’

m

on

my

way

To

the

only

place

I

ever

want

to

stay.

Every

mile

is

a

promise

that

I’

m

keeping

to

you

Through

the

midnight

rain

and

the

morning

dew

I

don’

t

need

the

gold

or

the

fame

or

the

prize

I

just

need

the

soft

look

inside

of

your

eyes.

So

hold

on

tight,

'cause

the

miles

are

fading

fast

This

time

away

is

gonna

be

the

very

last

I’

ve

got

a

heart

full

of

fire

and

a

soul

full

of

grace

Ready

to

get

back

to

our

own

sacred

place

Yee-haw,

we’

re

almost

there,

I

can

feel

the

breeze

Coming

off

the

branches

of

our

old

oak

trees.

I

miss

my

wife,

I

miss

my

kids

I

miss

the

way

the

light

hits

the

life

that

we

live

Everything

I

own,

yeah

it

don’

t

mean

a

thing

Without

the

love

that

you

and

the

little

ones

bring

Oh,

I’

m

coming

home,

girl,

I’

m

on

my

way

To

the

only

place

I

ever

want

to

stay.

I

miss

my

wife,

I

miss

my

kids

Everything

I

own,

yeah

it’

s

all

for

you

I’

m

coming

home.

Yeah,

I’

m

finally

coming

home. (

That's

right,

sweet

heart).