Story Behind The Song

Written about my feelings when my parents sold the house I grew up in.

Lyrics

I might have been seven years but no older than ten
It really seems silly now sure wasn't then
The room on the back door'd been finished that day
We ran it in circles me and Lori Kae
And then when we were so tired we could hardly see
We knew we'd lived in that room my sister and me
CHORUS: And the place I call home is two stories high
A hedge by the front door and one borderin' the drive
And though I may travel and though I may roam
(The place where my folks live is the place I call home)
Boxes of cardboard men dressed in blue
Lots of white paper no one I knew
Breakin' down bedframes to fit through the door
Singin' my sad songs on the living room floor
Watchin' twenty-one years of memories go by
Just roll the rugs up and try not to cry
CHORUS
(The place where my childhood hides is the place I call home)
MUSIC
CHORUS
(The place where a stranger lives is the place I call home)
(It's the place where a stranger lives the place I call home)