home

taking a walk down cobblestone roads
the chill in the air brushes my cheeks
and i look to the sky
grey, but full of promises
hopes and dreams

coming back home
watching blue skies that stand contrast
to the worries i carry close to me
some days they pull me down to
a level i can't hold onto anymore

but i think of the good times
of the good things
of the good people
of you

because i can travel the world
thousands of miles
walk in someone else's shoes
but there's nothing like coming home