Feels Like Home
Woke up this morning on the wrong side
Reached out to find myself alone
Half empty bottle by the nightstand
Is half the reason that she's gone
Met her down in Mexico
Two lovers walking down a dead end road
I could hear her saying that I'm hard to hold
As I lit a match to her goodbye note
And it feels like freedom, it feels like home
On this highway, even with you gone
The shoulder's wide, for when things don't go
It feels like freedom
Feels like home
I got wheels for my horses, six string in tow
Time to breathe now, room to grow
I was scared of those words, watching her leave
Till that day came and hell it rescued me
And it feels like freedom, it feels like home
With the pedal down, on this open road
The shoulder's wide, for when things don't go
It feels like freedom
Feels like home
You say I'm going nowhere
But I'm leaving you behind
Well maybe out there somewhere
It's freedom that I'll find
Woke up this morning on the wrong side
It feels like freedom, it feels like home
With the pedal down, on this open road
The shoulder's wide, for when things don't go
It feels like freedom
Feels like home
It feels like freedom
Feels like home
Reached out to find myself alone
Half empty bottle by the nightstand
Is half the reason that she's gone
Met her down in Mexico
Two lovers walking down a dead end road
I could hear her saying that I'm hard to hold
As I lit a match to her goodbye note
And it feels like freedom, it feels like home
On this highway, even with you gone
The shoulder's wide, for when things don't go
It feels like freedom
Feels like home
I got wheels for my horses, six string in tow
Time to breathe now, room to grow
I was scared of those words, watching her leave
Till that day came and hell it rescued me
And it feels like freedom, it feels like home
With the pedal down, on this open road
The shoulder's wide, for when things don't go
It feels like freedom
Feels like home
You say I'm going nowhere
But I'm leaving you behind
Well maybe out there somewhere
It's freedom that I'll find
Woke up this morning on the wrong side
It feels like freedom, it feels like home
With the pedal down, on this open road
The shoulder's wide, for when things don't go
It feels like freedom
Feels like home
It feels like freedom
Feels like home
Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Hale, Frederick B Hale
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