Home
Home is where
The green grass grows
And the fields are lined
With hedgerows
There's no fighting
There's no denying
That this is home
We can greet the sunset
Sitting in a circle
Singing songs it won't be long Before the Campfire
Turns into a hurdle
And we can drink
We can smoke
We can tell
Complete strangers' jokes
Although I've never been here
This is my idea
Of home
Home
Home
Home
Home
So let's strip things down
Right back to basics
If you really want
You can strip down naked
No one will laugh
No one will hate you
You've got more chance
Of them getting naked too
Let it all hang loose
And we can dance
Underneath the stars
Or just lay back and
Embrace how amazing they are
Died out but
Still making their mark
Embracing the dark
There's a message behind
How we watch them shine
Not mourning their death
But celebrating their life
And when we leave this field
We don't feel clean
But our hearts are healed
So when we hit the road
It feels like home
Home
Home
Home
Home
More than bricks and mortar
More than sticks and stones
More than where you
Lay your head
More than where you'll roam
More than where you started
More than where you'll go
Home is where the heart is
So you're always
Home
Home
Home
Home
Home is where
The green grass grows
And the fields are lined
With hedgerows
There's no fighting
There's no denying
That this is home
The green grass grows
And the fields are lined
With hedgerows
There's no fighting
There's no denying
That this is home
We can greet the sunset
Sitting in a circle
Singing songs it won't be long Before the Campfire
Turns into a hurdle
And we can drink
We can smoke
We can tell
Complete strangers' jokes
Although I've never been here
This is my idea
Of home
Home
Home
Home
Home
So let's strip things down
Right back to basics
If you really want
You can strip down naked
No one will laugh
No one will hate you
You've got more chance
Of them getting naked too
Let it all hang loose
And we can dance
Underneath the stars
Or just lay back and
Embrace how amazing they are
Died out but
Still making their mark
Embracing the dark
There's a message behind
How we watch them shine
Not mourning their death
But celebrating their life
And when we leave this field
We don't feel clean
But our hearts are healed
So when we hit the road
It feels like home
Home
Home
Home
Home
More than bricks and mortar
More than sticks and stones
More than where you
Lay your head
More than where you'll roam
More than where you started
More than where you'll go
Home is where the heart is
So you're always
Home
Home
Home
Home
Home is where
The green grass grows
And the fields are lined
With hedgerows
There's no fighting
There's no denying
That this is home
Credits
Writer(s): Dean Skinner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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