Front porch light would be turned on 
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 "Son, you're half a bubble off'a plumb 
Head-strong and stubborn", and maybe I was 
Yeah, I couldn't wait to leave 
Last place I 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 never left that way if I'd have only known 
He's gone, so here I am 
Home 
I sat in my car and cried 
Wished to God he was still alive 
Inside, mama wiped my tears 
She said, He would have been so happy that you're here at Home 
Then I thought about my life 
And about my kids and about my wife 
And about how time just flies no matter what you do 
And every soccer game I have 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