(Brandt)
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 I was half a bubble off plumb
Head-strong and stubborn, and maybe I was
Yeah, 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 rather have left that way if I'd only known
But he's gone, so here I am, home
I sat in the car and cried
Wished to God he was still alive
Inside, mama wiped away my tears
She said, he would have been so happy that you're here at home
Then I thought about my life
About my kids and about my wife
And about how time flies no matter what you do
And every soccer game I've missed
And every time I fight when I could forgive
And how I 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
