(Verse 1)
I packed my bags on a Sunday mornā,
Chasinā lights where dreams are born,
Left that gravel road and mamaās prayer,
Thought Iād find my heaven somewhere out there.
Now itās city noise and sleepless nights,
Neon glow instead of firefly lights,
Iāve got money, fame, and a fancy view,
But Iād trade it all to be back with you.
(Chorus)
āCause I miss that front porch swing,
The church bells and the freedom ring,
The smell of rain on an old dirt lane,
And the sound of my daddy singinā my name.
I thought Iād find my dream out here, I was wrong,
Now Iām just a heart that donāt belongā¦
Wishing I was home ā
Back where I belong.
(Verse 2)
Thereās a picture hanginā by my bed,
Of a field of gold and skies of red,
I still hear laughter through the corn,
Every time the night feels cold and worn.
Mama writes me letters sayinā, āSon, come home,ā
But prideās a heavy thing when youāve grown,
Still I close my eyes and see that place,
That small town love I canāt replace.
(Chorus)
Yeah, I miss that front porch swing,
The church bells and the freedom ring,
The smell of rain on an old dirt lane,
And the sound of my daddy singinā my name.
I thought Iād find my dream out here, I was wrong,
Now Iām just a heart that donāt belongā¦
Wishing I was home ā
Back where I belong.
(Bridge)
Maybe someday Iāll turn this truck around,
Head back east to that sleepy town,
Where the stars still shine and hearts stay true,
Thatās the dream Iām chasinā now ā itās you.
(Final Chorus)
āCause I miss that front porch swing,
The church bells and the freedom ring,
That barefoot love, that country song,
Those memories that still roll on.
I thought Iād lost my dream, but I was wrong,
It was waitinā for me all alongā¦
Back where I belong.