Feels Like Home
I was searching for a place called home
I'd never seen before
I had run around and I was down and out
My heart out on the floor
Even when I know I'm not and I know I've got
Somebody I still feel alone
Some days my hope is gone and those days I try so hard
I still feel I'm on my own
But, it feels like home
'Cause home is not a place, it's the smile on her face
It's our hopes, our laughter and our pain
And home is not a house, it's a feeling, it's a sound
It's our days the music that we make
And I've been thinking on all those nights we had
Spent talking 'til the dawn
And it makes me wonder now how many more we'll count
Before one of us is gone
And even though I know it's not promised I hope we've got
A few more lines left in our song
'Cause I know I'm much older now than when we first started out
I just hope this ride keeps on
'Cause home is not a place, it's the smile on your face
It's our hopes, our laughter and our pain
And home is not a house, it's a feeling, it's a sound
It's our days the music that we make
I was searching for a place to call home
I'm not searching anymore
I'd never seen before
I had run around and I was down and out
My heart out on the floor
Even when I know I'm not and I know I've got
Somebody I still feel alone
Some days my hope is gone and those days I try so hard
I still feel I'm on my own
But, it feels like home
'Cause home is not a place, it's the smile on her face
It's our hopes, our laughter and our pain
And home is not a house, it's a feeling, it's a sound
It's our days the music that we make
And I've been thinking on all those nights we had
Spent talking 'til the dawn
And it makes me wonder now how many more we'll count
Before one of us is gone
And even though I know it's not promised I hope we've got
A few more lines left in our song
'Cause I know I'm much older now than when we first started out
I just hope this ride keeps on
'Cause home is not a place, it's the smile on your face
It's our hopes, our laughter and our pain
And home is not a house, it's a feeling, it's a sound
It's our days the music that we make
I was searching for a place to call home
I'm not searching anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Birdwell
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