Track 3101/8It's Home

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Call from my sister, oh, how I miss her Voice on the other line Tells me to pack my sweaters and jacket It's gonna be cold this time I got my ID, everything I need Taxi's already there Sweetest of feelings, tug at my heartstrings Way up high in the air I'll never take that first hug for granted again Been away but it still feels like yesterday when I hear all the sounds And see all the sights It's all kinda crooked And nothing's quite right But it's home, home Somebody's knocking, everyone talking Telephone ringing too Packed in the kitchen, everyone pitching Mixing up too much food Tell all the old jokes Everyone still knows Laughing until we cry Something like this is just what I miss now I know exactly why I'll never take that first hug for granted again Been away but it still feels like yesterday when I hear all the sounds And see all the sights It's all kinda crooked And nothing's quite right But it's home, home Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na I'll never take that first hug for granted again Been away but it still feels like yesterday when I hear all the sounds And see all the sights It's all kinda crooked And nothing's quite right I hear all the sounds And see all the sights It's all kinda crooked And nothing's quite right But it's home Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na