Lyrics

It?s getting warm this time of year. I feel a change it?s creeping near. I have nothing to call my own but you. There?s no calmness in my sight, I?ve made my list of places I want to be. Maybe I?ll go to California and get some sun. Where is a place that I can call my home? How much more can I expect to sacrifice? Oh, where?s that somewhere called home? My heart stays out on the road but I need a place to rest my aching bones. Maybe I?ll go to Virginia and see my mom. I want a blanket filled with stars. I?d swear to God the ground ain?t hard. I?ve been looking for a place; maybe it?s in outer space. Where is a place that I can call my home? How much more can I expect to sacrifice? Is there a place that feels secure like home, somewhere that I can learn to live and die? Oh, where?s that somewhere called home?