I Wanna Go Home

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

Where my momma’s standing near,

With my daddy, there’s no fear.

I know love surrounds me there.

And that love is ours to share.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

Where I love to climb our tree,

Hang out with my girl Mary.

My big sister reigns supreme:

Modeling school, and everything.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

Where you go outside and play.

You don’t stay cooped up all day.

And if you need some H20,

Better grab that water hose.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

Daddy keeps our yard so neat,

Backyard peaches fresh and sweet.

Where my momma says to me:

“Off my table move your feet.”

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

I Wanna Go Home.

Where our neighbors are the best,

We always dance to their playlist:

Earth, Wind, & Fire and so much more,

Can be heard drifting from their door.

Piano melodies so rich,

Come from downstairs, how I wish,

That I could hear them once again:

My momma singing with her friends.

Now I’m 53 years old.

The time, my God: Where did it go?

I just close my eyes, then smile.

And I go back for a little while…

I go back home.