The pouring rain, the intersection I'm baffled by the colors of this town Call your friends and have 'em find out That I am home I am home Whatever happened to that spanish place? The 2 for's and the cheap plastic crates Remember all the nights we couldn't find Our way home, our way home Now I'm home, I am home I fell in love with a perfect storm I didn't wanna be alone anymore But she spat me out in may I took a job in a beat up bar And fooled around with the daughters of An alumnus from del mar I tried to write just to keep me sane But the book with the coffee stains Never grew beyond a page So when the fire finally broke It was just another way to choke And find my way back home