Grey skies, Brake lights, Radio bad news FM
Highrises, Highways got me side ways again
Take me back to Alabama
Where the water meets the pines
Where the sun lays low and lazy
And the stars steal the show at night
I swear you can hear Heaven (Heaven) singing like a whisper on a breeze
Take me back to Alabama
Sweet home set me free
No noise, no rush just a good place to set your baggage down
It's come as you are with broken parts where this lost heart can always found
Take me back to Alabama
Where the water meets the pines
Where the sun lays low and lazy
And the stars steal the show at night
I swear you can hear Heaven (Heaven) singing like a whisper on a breeze
Take me back to Alabama
Sweet home set me free