HOME– Nate Boots

I’m home . . . I’m home
Wherever you may roam
I’m home . . . I’m home
Wherever you may roam

When you’re sailing on the seas
When you’re floating on the breeze
When you come home, come to me
When you come home, come to me

I’m home . . .

When you’re strolling ’neath the trees
When you’re changing by degrees
When you’ve fallen to your knees
When you come home, come to me

I’m home . . .

When you’re walking through the fields
Tilt your face into the sun
Feel the soil beneath your heels
Know your long day’s work is done

I’m home . . .