Front porch light would be turned on    And I was always gone too long    Curfew was at 10pm    And I'd sneak in trying not to wake him when I got    Home    Daddy always said "Son, you're half a bubble off'a plumb    Head-strong and stubborn", and maybe I was    And I couldn't wait to leave    Last place in the world I wanted to be was    Home    Now I'm flying down that old dirt road    But it seems these wheels are spinning slow    I'd never left that way if I'd have only known    But he's gone, so here I am    Home    I sat in my car and cried    I wished to God he was still alive    Inside, mama wiped my tears    She said, He would have been so happy that you're here at   Home    Then I thought about my life    And about my kids and about my wife    And about how time just flies no matter what you do    And every soccer game I have missed    And every time I fight when I could forgive    And how I just can't let it come to this When I get   Home    Now I'm flying down that old dirt road    But it seems these wheels are spinning slow    And it's taken me a while but now I finally know    Everything that matters most is at    Home