Jack Johnson - Home lyrics

rate me

I gotta get home there's a garden to tend

There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all

moved back into my attic.

Whistling static, when the young learn to fly I will

patch all the holes up again.

Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead

I thought it was sleepin, I guess it got fed up with

not being fed

and I would be too I keep food in my belly and hope

that my time isn't soon.

And so I try to understand

what I can't hold in my hand

and where ever we are

home is there too.

And if you could try to find it too

cause this place is over grown its a waxin moon

Home is where ever we are if there's love there too.

In the back of our house there's a trail that won't

end

We've been walking so far that it grew back in

There's no trail at all, only grass growing taller

get out my machete and battle with time once again

but I'm bound to lose cause I'll be damned if time

don't win.

I gotta get home there's a garden to tend

All the seeds from the fruit buried and begin their

own family trees teach them thank you and please

as they spread their own roots then watch the young

fruit grow again

And this old trail will lead me right back to where it

begins.

And so I try to understand

what I can't hold in my hand

And whatever I find I'll find my way back to you.

And if you could try to find it too

cause this place is over grown its a waxin moon

Home is where ever we are if there's love there too.