Brown eyes and broken wings
Not everything is as it seems
I've seen a lot yeah I've been around but
Man I swear my feet leave the ground when
She looks at me
Sets me free now
I can't live without Liberty
I've never been to a city
And seen any smile quite as pretty
That she once gave me
Makes me think that maybe
I'm home, that I'm home
I've walked for miles
Down that road
Nothing kept and
Nothing owed but,
Man it's a pity
I've been off of the grid and
I've been tied to the road
It never slowed down
She's raincoats and pockets
Heart shaped lockets
South Valley grown and
In case you don't know...
I've never been to a city
And seen any smile quite as pretty
That she once gave me
Makes me think that maybe
I'm home, that I'm home
I've never been to a city
And seen any smile quite as pretty
That she once gave me
Makes me think that maybe
I'm home, that I'm home
I'm home, that I'm home
I'm home, that I'm home
I'm home, that I'm home
I'm home